Are you tired?  Feeling weak and frail?

A cancer-warrior for so long must be weary. 

Do you sometimes question the meaning of the war?

Wonder if the combat is more for the people around you than for yourself?

        “And some say love is holding on

        And some say letting go

        And some say love is everything

        And some say they don’t know”

                                                (Perhaps love, John Denver)

這首Vincent你聽過的吧, 原來這位Vincent就是梵高先生，是為他而寫的歌。

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.