© Geurt Franzen (tekst), Jos Strik (muziek)
if you want to see it,
you’ll see it floating
a parachute against
a sky of Van Gogh
focus on a rectangle,
black without coating
a ditch in the grass that grows and grows
refrein
you don’t see it, do you
do you see it, do you
you don’t see it, do you
do you, do you
still there’s no landing
but from a dream so sad
you awaken, from a dream
of wasted bones
bones you dug up
in a bad nights sleep
to be the only mortal at your own funeral
bridge
You don’t see it do you?
the sparkling colors of Van Gogh
You don’t see it do you?
the blue sky of Van Gogh
if you want to see it,
see the blue sky
and nothing but the sky,
beyond the doll’s heads
beyond the cross and the drama
in all those eyes
and forget a freaky story, an opened grave