Don Mclean Vincent
And Acoustic Demo

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

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 flo'rs 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

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 stranger that you've met ... the ragged men in ragged clothes
The silver thorn of bloddy rose ... lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow

And 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