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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, $ T9 p( J% L9 U: M
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
. E) O( c0 J! q" P* ]7 eShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,$ H8 i$ T4 q3 ?
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
0 U9 Q. i' |2 F; o% d4 s J' O* wNow I understand what you tried to say to me,
2 J/ n4 m ]8 t. F1 b9 U8 yHow you suffered for you sanity, 4 w8 b/ p( C% s$ Q- B
How you tried to set them free, ( F3 p8 V+ W; X. Z, H7 F8 \( r
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. 1 ]0 @" n& @/ F1 z% D: m
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
9 a: ^$ G3 z U2 PSwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
' I2 H% g! i" a3 RColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
* T2 y& l& l4 m3 O, y0 e% hWeathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. }! r: o n; D- Y' p
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For they could not love you, but still your love was true,
. A9 Z4 E) J4 i% c3 @( sAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
+ _8 f4 D; b: @$ ^4 fYou took your life as lovers ofter do, 6 i5 A) Z: X, H( r
But I could have told you, Vincent,
% @# U4 j9 d! H& u; rThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. 0 L& o+ J" h, Z& `# \2 ]
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, # u! ]- q$ g- G0 }. Y
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. Y9 |! U& Y- h
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
" J1 ]0 Q2 B9 XThe silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. * e" d* i" J/ e) V
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Now I think I know what you tried to say to me,
- s3 x! m- h8 h# d. Q% SHow you suffered for you sanity,
y4 E' Y5 Y# S6 K* s! vHow you tried to set them free,
' R# v- K: A/ a5 W1 ~They would not listen they're not listening still,
$ v1 y6 K2 F* Z' F+ T9 F1 ePerhaps they never will. |
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