Starry starry night?
Paint your palette blue and gray?
Look out on a summer's day?
With eyes that know?
the darknessin 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'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 soothed beneath?
the 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'll 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've 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 strangers that you've met
The ragged men in ragged clothes
The silver thorn of bloody rose
Lie crushed and broken
on the virgin snow
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 were not listen
they're not listening still
Perhaps they never will