Vincent
Don Mclean

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
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.
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
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 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
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.

long time no see my space, long time no see my lord, long time no see my God.

好久不见，好久没有默想爸爸的话语，好久没有好好亲近他，他是不是也像我现在一样觉得空虚，觉得自己在浪费自己的时间呢？一开始就知道，没有得到他应许的丰盛的生命是因为没有依靠他，但是，走着走着，看着看着，本来很专注很认真的追求，现在却开始三天打鱼两天晒网。是反省的时候了，要不处境很危险。

在这过去的一个月里面，自己学到了很多，无论是知识上还是生活上，但是却从来没有从爸爸的角度考虑自己的行为，我的行为有如走兽（也许夸张了点），从来没有考虑这样爸爸会不会喜欢。

他会不会遗弃我，在这个诱惑太多的世界？他不会，hb上这么说，不过我还是觉得他在离开我。

 亲爱的b&s ，看到我space的人，都为我祈祷，谢谢! ^-^