怀旧老歌 VINCENT

女神

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Starry starry night　paint your palette blue and grey　 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 the winter chills　 in colors on the snowy linen land.　And 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 flo＇rs 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 smoothed beneath the artist＇s　loving hand.　And now I understand what you tried to say to me　 how you suffered for your sanity　how you tried to set them free.　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 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 stranger that you＇ve met　 the ragged men in ragged clothes　 the silver thorn of bloddy 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　list＇ning still　perhaps they never will.　　
　　

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