Vincent

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 Starry, starry night              Sketch the trees and daffodils Catch the breeze and winter chills 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'll listen now Starry, starry night              Flaming flowers that brightly blaze Swirling clouds in  violet haze Reflecting 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 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         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 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 would not listen, they're not listening still       Perhaps they never will G/F#    : 22OOO3 G(sus4) : 33OOO3