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ashton turner - a better way lyrics

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dear vincent
is it true that you ate yellow paint
so you could bleed sunshine instead of red heartbreak and pain

dear vincent
is your story one histroy rewrote
did you let out your demons on canvas so flowers could grow

would your paintings have been so amazing if you had been saner
did your sadness unlock the holy in something so plain as one pale face
was a brush
just enough
to get you through when times were tough
would you trade starry night for a day
or is there a better way

dear amy
blackness got you in the end
did you think you would beat it before it got you back again

dear joni
do you get blisters from playing guitar
preaching melancholy ought to live close to the heart

would we still sing those tunes
if you hadn’t been quite so blue
was that your secret
were you inspired by the sadness in you
were you wrong
all along
is there hurt left unfixed by a song
are all great ones a bandage for pain
or is there a better way
is there a better way
dear virginia
were you only sane as you wrote
at the end of the book was there nothing to keep you afloat

dear sylvia
did you find beauty in those torturous th+rns
did your poetry free you or were you just caught in the storm

should the world have found truth in your journals or were they never meant to
do you only become art when somebody really sees you
did each verse
make it worse
was your eloquence really a curse
that’s your burden
even today
so is there a better way
is there a better way

and there’s a monster living in you
like its living in me
does he take your vision away
does he help you to see
am i doomed to this fate
the recluse who holds hate in her heart
and the hate makes the art
must i cling to this pain
so i’ve something to say
what’ll it be
will i beat this
or will it beat me
dear vincent
what would you tell me today
would i have to choose either way

did joy ever make make something great
cos this sadness is heavy, i can’t hold this weight
what did you do on those days
did you paint

the ivory knows
and the ivory cares
and the ivory listens like they never dare
but there’s things in my head that my fingers can’t play
so is there a better way
is there a better way

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