Starry starry night |
Paint your palette blue |
And grey |
Look out on a summers day |
With eyes that know the darkness |
In my soul |
Shadows on the hills |
Sketch the trees |
And the daffodills |
Catch the breeze and the |
Winter chills |
In colors on the snowy linen land |
Now I understand |
What you tried to say to me |
And how you suffered for your |
Sanity |
And how you tried to set them free |
They would not listen |
They did not know how |
Perhaps they'll listen now |
Starry starry night |
Flaming flowers |
That brightly blaze |
Swirling clouds in violet haze |
Reflect in Vincents eyes |
Of china blue |
Colors changing hue |
Morning fields of amber grain |
Weathered faces lined in pain |
Are soothed beneath the artists |
Loving hand |
Now I understand |
What you tried to say to me |
And how you suffered for your |
Sanity |
And how you tried to set them free |
They would not listen |
They did not know how |
Perhaps they'll listen now |
For they could not love you |
But still your love |
Was true |
And when no hope was left in sight |
On that starry starry night |
You took your life as lovers |
Often do |
But I could've told you Vincent |
This world was never meant |
For one as beautiful as you |
Starry starry night |
Portraits hung in empty halls |
Frameless heads on nameless walls |
With eyes that watch the |
World and cant forget |
Like the strangers |
That you've met |
The ragged men |
In ragged clothes |
The silver thorn of bloody rose |
Lie crushed and broken on |
The virgin snow |
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Now I think I know |
What you tried to say to me |
And how you suffered for your |
Sanity |
And how you tried to set them free |
They would not listen |
They're not listening still |
Perhaps they never will |
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