Vincent / Don Mclean

Vincent / Don Mclean



Starry starry night Paint your palette blue and gray
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

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 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 field of amber grain
Weathered faces lined in pain are
soothed beneath artist's 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 listen now

For they could not love you
But still your love was true
And when no hope was left inside
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

Stary stray night
Portraits hung in empty halls
Frameless heads on nameless walls
With eyes that watch the world
And can't forget

Like the strangers that you've met
The ragged men in ragged clothes
The silver thorn of a bloody rose
Like 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

..... Oh .....

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