[00:17]look out on a summer's day
[00:25]Shadows on the hills
[00:36]catch the breeze and the winter chills
[00:51]what you tried to say to me
[01:26]swirling clouds in violet haze
[01:51]And now I understand
[02:00]and how you suffered for your sanity
[02:32]starry starry night.
[02:59]Starry starry night
[03:21]the ragged men in ragged clothes
[03:42]and how you suffered for your sanity
[00:06.50]Starry starry night
[00:11.50]paint your palette blue and grey
[00:20.50]with eyes that know the darkness in my soul.
[00:30.50]sketch the trees and the daffodils
[00:39.50]in colors on the snowy linen land.
[00:46.50]And now I understand
[00:55.50]and how you suffered for your sanity
[01:01.50]and how you tried to set them free.
[01:03.50]They would not listen they did not know how
[01:10.50]perhaps they'll listen now.
[01:16.50]Starry starry night
[01:21.50]flaming flowers that brightly blaze
[01:29.50]reflect in Vincent's eyes of China blue.
[01:33.50]Colors changing hue
[01:38.50]morning fields of amber grain
[01:43.50]weathered faces lined in pain
[01:46.50]are smoothed beneath the artist's loving hand.
[01:55.50]what you tried to say to me
[02:04.50]and how you tried to set them free.
[02:07.50]They would not listen they did not know how
[02:14.50]perhaps they'll listen now.
[02:17.50]For they could not love you
[02:22.50]but still your love was true
[02:27.50]and when no hope was left in sight on that
[02:35.50]You took your life as lovers often do,
[02:42.50]But I could have told you Vincent
[02:47.50]this world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
[03:04.50]portraits hung in empty halls
[03:09.50]frameless heads on nameless walls
[03:12.50]with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
[03:16.50]Like the stranger that you've met
[03:25.50]the silver thorn of bloddy rose
[03:28.50]lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
[03:32.50]And now I think I know
[03:37.50]what you tried to say to me
[03:46.50]and how you tried to set them free.
[03:49.50]They would not listen they're not listening still
[03:57.50]perhaps they never will.