Vincent lyrics
by Don McLean
Starry, starry nightPaint your pallet blue and greyLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soulShadows on the hillsSketch the trees and the daffodilsCatch the breeze and the winter chills in colors on the snowy, linen landNow I understand what you tried to say to meAnd how you suffered for your sanity, and how you tried to set them freeThey would not listen - they did not know howPerhaps they'll listen nowStarry, starry nightFlaming flowers that brightly blazeSwirling clouds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blueColors changing hueMorning fields of amber grainWeathered faces lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving handNow I understand what you tried to say to meAnd how you suffered for your sanity, and how you tried to set them freeThey would not listen - they did not know howPerhaps they'll listen nowFor they could not love you - but still your love was trueAnd, when no hope was left inside on that starry, starry night, you took your life as lovers often doBut I could have told you, Vincent, this world was never meant for one as beautiful as youStarry, starry nightPortraits hung in empty hallsFrameless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forgetLike the strangers that you've metThe ragged men in ragged clothesThe silver thorn, a bloody rose - lie crushed and broken on the virgin snowNow I think I know what you tried to say to meAnd how you suffered for your sanity, and how you tried to set them freeThey would not listen - they're not listening stillPerhaps they never will
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