[00:17.570]Paint your palette blue and grey,
[00:23.140]Look out on a summer's day,
[00:27.140]With eyes that know the darkness in my soul.
[00:31.930]Shadows on the hills,
[00:37.200]Sketch the trees and daffodils,
[00:42.960]Catch the breeze and winter chills,
[00:46.950]In colors on the snowy linen land.
[00:54.370]Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
[01:04.800]And how you suffered for your sanity,
[01:10.220]And how you tried to set them free.
[01:12.970]They'd not listen, they did not know how.
[01:19.600]Perhaps they'll listen now.
[01:25.630]Starry, starry night.
[01:31.400]Flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
[01:36.790]Swirling clouds in violet haze,
[01:40.920]Reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue.
[01:45.540]Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
[01:56.620]Weathered faces lined in pain,
[02:01.340]Are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.
[02:08.390]Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
[02:19.460]How you suffered for your sanity,
[02:24.710]And how you tried to set them free.
[02:27.500]They'd not listen, they did not know how.
[02:33.800]Perhaps they'll listen now.
[02:37.350]For they could not love you,
[02:42.360]But still your love was true.
[02:47.670]And when no hope was left in sight
[02:51.910]On that starry, starry night,
[02:54.910]You took your life, as lovers often do.
[03:00.600]But I could have told you, Vincent,
[03:05.090]This world was never meant for one
[03:08.170]As beautiful as you.
[03:38.190]Like the strangers that you've met,
[03:41.810]The ragged men in the ragged clothes,
[03:46.990]The silver thorn of bloody rose,
[03:51.110]Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
[03:55.630]Now I think I know what you tried to say to me,
[04:06.990]How you suffered for your sanity,
[04:12.070]And how you tried to set them free.
[04:15.010]They'd not listen, they're not listening still.
[04:22.250]Perhaps they never will...