Vincent

tastyweat · Sep 5, 2004, 05:18 PM

Starry starry night
Paint your pallete 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 dafodills
Catch the breeze and the winter chills
in colours 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 vincent's eyes of china blue

colours changing you
morning fields of amber grey
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 inside, 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 a beautiful as you.

Starry starry night
portraits hung in empty holes
frameless heads on nameless walls
with eyes that watch the world and can't 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

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.

--- by the wonderful poet, Don Mclean

Falstaff · Sep 5, 2004, 08:26 PM

yeah...Vincent Van Gogh...
I started painting with his "sunflower"
very much aware of his work, and you know much of it has never seen the light of day. He was truly two people.

Sep 5, 2004, 05:18 PM	#1
tastyweat Lurking Join Date: Feb 2003 Location: The void Posts: 4,794 Rep Power: 73 System Specs	Vincent Starry starry night Paint your pallete 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 dafodills Catch the breeze and the winter chills in colours 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 vincent's eyes of china blue colours changing you morning fields of amber grey 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 inside, 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 a beautiful as you. Starry starry night portraits hung in empty holes frameless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't 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 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. --- by the wonderful poet, Don Mclean __________________

Sep 5, 2004, 08:26 PM	#2
Falstaff Old Codger Join Date: Sep 2002 Location: USAFA Posts: 19,047 Rep Power: 206	yeah...Vincent Van Gogh... I started painting with his "sunflower" very much aware of his work, and you know much of it has never seen the light of day. He was truly two people. __________________ "Inspiration is always a surprising visitor."