Starry, starry night



  • Starry, starry night
    Paint your palette 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 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 and 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 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
    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

    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
    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...



  • this is a song ??



  • yes, by Dib McLean



  • Are you Vincent Van Gogh?



  • i would say, i love this song



  • me 2


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