Vincent
Starry starry night
Paint your palette blue and gray
Look out on a summer's day
With eyes that know
The darkness in my soul
Shadows on the hills
Sketch the trees and the daffodils
Catch the breeze and winter chills
In colors on the snowy linen land
Now I understand
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
Starry starry night
Flaming flowers that brightly laze
Swirling clouds in violet haze
Reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue
Colors changing hue
Morning fields amber grain
Weathered faces lined in pain
Are soothed beneath
The artists loving hand
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 lover often do
But I could have 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 can't forget
Like the strangers that you've met
The ragged man in ragged clothes
The silver thorn of bloody rose
Lie crushed and broken
On the virgin snow
Now I think I know
What you tried to say to me
How you suffered for you sanity
How you tried to set them free
They could not listen
They're not listening still
Perhaps they never will
泡杯熱茶
在微風徐徐的陽台
看著滿天的星星
享受幸福的孤獨
