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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, 1 C% H7 I) h% A$ W6 h' d& H
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, ) {8 h# w" H- e0 {, Z- |
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
/ G$ K! Y$ g. |Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
+ Y+ H- k$ p1 \" XNow I understand what you tried to say to me,& d x- j3 w4 P' X
How you suffered for you sanity, , z' P/ D/ ~5 v
How you tried to set them free,
- v6 h0 `8 u( X, J2 r4 u6 G9 wThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
; f8 E5 x. |( t0 A( iStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
% V& ^/ z7 c& x2 z" ZSwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, 2 G% Q g: c' D) h: J3 `
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, 0 q& U. k c+ _; t
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.
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$ w1 A; g) ~, W& rFor they could not love you, but still your love was true,
7 k# y# e2 ~1 MAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, t3 G$ }/ f: A: M& P% l
You took your life as lovers ofter do, 3 k& o' V. x: Q: b" c5 U) I
But I could have told you, Vincent, 3 h' Q; _0 d c1 b) T5 S
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. ! u7 N( \) a( N8 [
- c( e3 N0 [/ y8 Y; \Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, / I8 G, V7 R, G, b
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. $ y/ |# n. w& n, j$ m
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
- k) P! R/ T6 J/ A' CThe silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
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1 V( i" y9 d P9 s; O) KNow I think I know what you tried to say to me, 6 i! k- R1 t% M1 y& N) ^
How you suffered for you sanity,
# b0 B( r0 a# g8 [8 I3 B$ ^How you tried to set them free,
4 F* P f) a( G* X6 R$ D* |4 PThey would not listen they're not listening still,
) ^0 ?9 S0 V n: V8 u$ P4 EPerhaps they never will. |
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