Aside from everything else, the poetry of the lyrics just takes your breath away. The words are rich and lush, but somehow also succinct and economical.
"portraits hung in empty halls / frameless heads on nameless walls"
Two lines to sum up the pathos of Van Gogh's commercial failure better than any long essay on the subject. This beautiful work that the world would later find so valuable, hanging up, unframed with no one paying any attention.
Aside from everything else, the poetry of the lyrics just takes your breath away. The words are rich and lush, but somehow also succinct and economical.
"portraits hung in empty halls / frameless heads on nameless walls"
Two lines to sum up the pathos of Van Gogh's commercial failure better than any long essay on the subject. This beautiful work that the world would later find so valuable, hanging up, unframed with no one paying any attention.