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 the daffodils

Catch the breeze and the winter chills

And cut us on a 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'll listen now

Starry starry night

Flaming flowers that brightly blaze

Swirling clouds in a violet haze

Reflecting vincent's eyes of china blue

Colours changing hue

Morning fields of evergreen

Weathered faces, lined in pain

Are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand

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

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

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 stranger that you've met

The ragged men in ragged clothes

The silver thorn, the bloody rose, lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow

And 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 would not listen, they're not listening still

Perhaps they never will