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4 }4 }% O9 t( f" lStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
, B% w4 `# I; LLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
6 G6 M' y1 E% F* qShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
/ k3 u3 I9 H. h/ Z; F' DCatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. 4 W$ S# q) l8 ]8 A+ W$ O
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,* p; O4 m7 U, o; \. |9 k+ E& i
How you suffered for you sanity,
2 ?4 Q" w' @ y1 jHow you tried to set them free,
& [' ]9 g' G1 D7 p( T% |9 yThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
; \* R( h- W9 zStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, 2 D5 m0 D, w, p/ M7 Z3 t3 ~
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, 6 ~2 o( Z( t3 O+ l
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, ; Q2 R# E/ G$ U% i' U7 [
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. ) ?* `- @& Y, e& \9 u) \
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For they could not love you, but still your love was true, 0 c' Y, `4 j9 e
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, - x: w% R, I! A( E- G6 S
You took your life as lovers ofter do, . Q& ]% N0 G% c: D0 ~3 V r
But I could have told you, Vincent,
1 D8 f2 E/ A$ T: k+ G( z: ~; ?2 DThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
# C8 } u" t4 T' H7 _Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
: X! n' O8 D5 B# }) G' h# uLike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, 0 d: Y" [$ k+ a) `9 O
The 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,
4 x0 Y6 t& }, j' z" z5 pHow you suffered for you sanity,
7 S5 D' j! }+ n4 i3 ]8 G/ LHow you tried to set them free, 2 V' K, ?( l. J" ~
They would not listen they're not listening still, . f, v+ Y/ v& F. x0 V/ k0 p" E
Perhaps they never will. |
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