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Vincent Lyric & Song by : Don Mclean

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Starry, starry night, paint your palette blue and grey
Look out on the summer's day
With eyes that know the darkness in my soul
Shadows on the hills, sketch the tree and the daffodils
Catch the breeze and the winter chill
In collars 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 would not know how
Perhaps they'll listen now

Starry, starry night, flaming flowers that breathy blaze
Swirling clouds in violet haze
Reflect in Vincent eyes of china blue
Collars changing hue, morning fields of amber grain
Weathered faces lined in pain
Are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand
(repeat *)

For they could not love you, but still your love was true
And when no hope was left in sight 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
Freeness 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
And how you suffered for your sanity
How to tried to set them free
They would not listen, they're not listening still
Perhaps they never will

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