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My favorite song is..."Vincent" - Don Maclean, but that should be of no suprise right!!!! :)
*~ "Vincent (Starry, Starry Night)"~*
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 daffodils
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 and violet haze
Reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue
Colours 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 inside
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
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...
My favorite song is..."Vincent" - Don Maclean, but that should be of no suprise right!!!! :)
*~ "Vincent (Starry, Starry Night)"~*
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 daffodils
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 and violet haze
Reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue
Colours 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 inside
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
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...
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MY TEXTS, Archive 11 Texts
Playing In The Rain With Thank~ful Hearts (6) - 2005-07-20
Morning Rose (9) - 2005-07-13
The Song of the Shaman{Book published with added poetry entitled{The Nature of the Spirit} (3) - 2005-07-12
THE BREATH of YOU ~ (3) - 2005-07-12
Magnolia Petals (6) - 2005-07-12
Moon Dreams~ (4) - 2005-07-12
Twisted~~~~~~~ (8) - 2005-07-07
REPLACEMENT CHILD {I am Vincent number two} (5) - 2005-07-06
*~KIND HEARTED SOUL~* (3) - 2005-07-06
*~Starry, Starry Night~* (7) - 2005-07-05
*~VINCENT~* (4) - 2005-07-05
"I wish i could paint my poetry like Van Gogh~Laura Daniels"