Charlie Landsborough - Vincent
Starry starry night
Paint your palette blue
And gray
Look out on a summers day
With eyes that see the darkness in my soul
Shadows on the hills
Sketch the trees and daffodils
Catch the breeze
And winter chills
In colour
On snowy
Linen land
Now I understand
What you tried
To say to me
Have you suffered
For your sanity
How you tried to set them free
They would not listen
They did not know how
Perhaps they 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 hue
Morning fields of amber grain
Weathered faces
Lined in pain
Are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand
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
For they could not love you
But still your loves
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 as beautiful
As you
Starry starry night
Portraits hung
In empty halls
Frameless head on nameless walls
With eyes that see the world and can't forget
Like the strangers that you've met
Ragged men
In ragged clothes
Silver thorn of bloody rose
Like crushed and broken on the virgin snow
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 listening still
Perhaps they never
Will