Starry,
starry night
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 chill
In colors on the snowy linen land
And now I understand what you tried to say to me,
how you suffered for your sanity, 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
Mule
Colors changing hue
Born in fields of amber,
fields of amber -gray
Where he gets his mind in play
Also beneath the artist's rolling hair
And now I understand
What you tried
to say to me
How you suffered for your sanity
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
Still your love was true
And when no hope was left in sight
Oh, 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
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 man in ragged clothes
The silver thorn of bloody rose
I crushed and broken on this virgin snow
No, no, no, no, no, no
But now I think I know
Yes, now I think I know
Just what you tried to say to me
How you suffered for your sanity
How you tried to set them free
They're not listening,
listening still
Perhaps they never will
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.
You