| Starry starry night | |
| Paint your palet 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 colours 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 | |
| Colours 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 have told you, | |
| Vincent, | |
| This world was never ment 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 | |
| A silver thorn | |
| A bloody rose | |
| Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow | |
| 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 |
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