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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, / i I* F- x9 p+ ?* Z8 s* O
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, 0 r1 O) P3 j+ w' _2 Y8 p$ c5 _3 B
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,. g: w k' E P. F' M
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. 6 p! c; m7 e7 c3 l" [' }
Now I understand what you tried to say to me," R3 s1 X$ H: G; m( T: ^" Q
How you suffered for you sanity, + W6 R9 k( {: Q2 E, \, h
How you tried to set them free,
, q, i7 G+ y) p7 H- w* O CThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. 6 S& C; h# X0 d! N3 E5 |
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
9 D( l4 Z' {0 v; k% D4 M- c' t/ T' bSwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, 3 C' H/ X, D+ @* n. f- o
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
/ G7 A1 _4 }' A' P4 u- g& CWeathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.
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2 S; A$ ?$ H0 ~* z6 }# l% \For they could not love you, but still your love was true, 1 C7 W( P. |* r8 Y
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
( a+ _* n$ E/ t8 f, l4 _! r0 BYou took your life as lovers ofter do, ) ^( T0 R" [) R$ `$ A( f: w
But I could have told you, Vincent,
7 b% c7 |" A+ g; ?5 F9 JThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. " A$ w0 b1 t& S, h+ W2 P
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
/ W+ N8 J( h5 w/ B) g; C1 L: FFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. 2 e' W: e4 o; G: [6 W
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
* s; d& d9 b K/ P: q1 F# Z9 ZThe silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
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Now I think I know what you tried to say to me, * C; ^; o @9 \" A0 O/ e' R/ L" D
How you suffered for you sanity,+ d; ?( V) b# W" [
How you tried to set them free, + |% q5 k' \" z0 T
They would not listen they're not listening still, - j5 l1 `, X ^/ ]
Perhaps they never will. |
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