Don McLean
Don McLean - Vincent lyrics
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Starry starry night, paint your palet blue and grey Look out on a summers day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul Shadows on the hills scetch the trees and the dafodills Catch the breeze and the winter chiils in colors 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, Flamming flowers that brightly blaze Swirling clouds in violet haze reflect in Vincents eyes of the shine of blue. Colors changing you. Morning fields of amber grey, Withered 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 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 on empty walls. Frameless heads on nameless walls, with eyes that watch the world and can’t forget. Like the strangers that you've met. The raggid men in raggid clothes. The silver thorn A bloody rose lie crushed and broken on the virgin slope 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.