starey starey 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 daffodils
Catch the breeze
and the winter chills
In colors on the snowy
linen land
and now I under stand
what you tried to say to me
How you suffered
for your sanity
How you tried to set them free
They would not listen
they did not know how
Perhaps they'll listen now
starey starey night
flaming flowrs
that brightly blaze
Swirling clouds in violet haze
reflect in Vincent's eyes
of china blue
Colors changing hue
Morning fields of amber grain
Weathered faces lined in pain
Are soothed beneath
the artists loving hand
And now i under stand
what you tried to say to me
How you suffered
for your sanity
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 of ten do
but i could have
told you Vincent
This world was never meant for
one as beautiful as you
starey starey night
portraits hung in empty halls
frame less heads
on name less walls
with eyes that watch the world
and can't for get
like the stran gers
that you've met
the ragged men in ragged clothes
the silver thorn of bloody rose
lie crushed and broken
on the virgin snow
and now i think i know
what you tried to say to me
How you suffered
for your sanity
How you tried to set them free
They would not listen
they're not listning
still perhaps they never will