Vincent (Starry Starry Night)
           --- written by Don McLean
           
           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
           In colors on the snowy linen land
           
           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 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
           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 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 did not listen they're not listening still
           Perhaps they never will