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 soothed 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.


-Don Mclean



For Vangolf initially(the song).
For someone as beautiful as you.

For a brother that I love.
I really hope that you will live better.
Time after time,you dropped hope to the pit.
Please...let this be the final time.

For my parents.
In your eyes,I saw the pain.
I really wish I can paint them away.
Gimme a little bit more time.
I will strive to do more.
Just a little bit more time.

For my lil brother who is close to me.
No matter how we quarrel and fight,you still know that you are the precious brother that I love.
We will never put it words and it doesnt have to be.

For my friends who thought they lost me.
Dont be silly.
I am always watching in a corner,quietly praying for you.

For my friends who I may have lost.
You know who you are.
I dont think you read anymore.
I am still not sorry for sorry is not the line that would mend the broken line.
You know what happened exactly.
I still miss you alot.
Even if we never gonna talk,it's ok.
The memories you left are good enough.


For those that I hurt in my ignorance.
Your love is beautiful,no doubt.
Just that you chose to love a not-beautiful person.
I am pretty sure that you people move on and forget about me.
It's ok for I never want you to remember me.
It's a pain to bear those things that hurt.

For you that I will always miss.
You are always beautiful.
But it's time to face the truth, I will never be with you.
(And you know I dont mean it in the stuck up manner.)

And for you who stay.

Starry starry night..

Paint your palette blue and grey.

You are the sparkle there.