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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
7 i$ b$ B3 x) k4 _Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, 1 H k( W' r! _
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,) l8 Z) o' h! t9 M
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
- O' H. b! t6 S! B. aNow I understand what you tried to say to me,6 f* Q2 X5 k8 @
How you suffered for you sanity, , s9 N* |' f0 a+ \ A
How you tried to set them free, $ p* \3 a+ E' z! ]# x
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
. P: L% ~/ H& U6 S) AStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, : j! s) {( M8 B! V" P5 i
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
8 l$ [8 z( b2 e* QColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
* |$ L* Y& M% o, F' z9 NWeathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. & f. w8 c4 f5 ?: x+ w! ]4 C
- h# r: z( L( |% L! \For they could not love you, but still your love was true,
^# j/ I. d# d% \) d2 Q8 @/ b; gAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
8 p, D6 l% m1 W) K: Y, u. sYou took your life as lovers ofter do,
Y- {( L; C, u& A; @4 Q& oBut I could have told you, Vincent,
5 R! W8 R3 W8 Q4 N# Y* `9 wThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, 6 m, D, e5 t8 d, \) S6 r
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
; M5 a# J: n4 U3 s' A! ^, BLike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
5 n- |1 v6 r2 j# |The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
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, N" p" _6 X# r4 ~1 l9 i( aNow I think I know what you tried to say to me, & h, l2 A! H( L$ A1 d) B- b9 @. [
How you suffered for you sanity,
4 y" G/ ?7 k- ]* J! C3 oHow you tried to set them free,
3 @# t* m" c* o9 J! \* d) Q* GThey would not listen they're not listening still,
* |* A2 \* \( H5 J) H9 J* U& @Perhaps they never will. |
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