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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
( X" {& j) i9 RLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
: F2 \ a# g/ v BShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
8 G1 q% K0 e' r( O- v8 DCatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. - b9 r; `+ i' F/ J
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
; b0 S4 w7 ]. h) ]How you suffered for you sanity, 8 A' B- c: s/ y% z9 O
How you tried to set them free, f. w# b+ v# [1 K
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
1 A( l F9 `5 O# HStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
' y, O( k( s3 t$ h4 L& |1 P! LSwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, 3 Q6 F' v, E4 O8 K: n7 K& w* v2 b# G
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, 0 U+ j2 V+ ?, H7 m
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.
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. X5 }8 y2 b- j% K' n3 nFor they could not love you, but still your love was true, 0 O+ w& L4 D/ Q7 ^* ^
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, , K& I) z& k2 i. L
You took your life as lovers ofter do, 8 t- g1 Q) C( C
But I could have told you, Vincent,
6 \9 Q" E8 m* Y/ |: o3 C& PThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, 6 g- I; {3 w& A9 H7 F4 M+ [
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
3 u/ ]2 \+ g, J) F9 z0 b; ILike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
' A* }# V2 M1 h+ zThe silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. 8 w, [, p2 P5 C- r0 }5 ?" x" I
9 I" h! Q/ x8 ], H1 vNow I think I know what you tried to say to me, 5 Y8 e9 i. q( d( B
How you suffered for you sanity,9 }* i* F* y2 ]
How you tried to set them free,
1 H+ t, J6 J& m+ A2 _0 D. yThey would not listen they're not listening still,
! K: ]* B$ w/ w C" G- _& VPerhaps they never will. |
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