[00:01.153]Starry starry night
[00:05.482]Paint your palette blue and gray
[00:09.807]Look out on a summer's day
[00:13.143]With eyes that know the darkness in my soul
[00:17.215]Shadows on the hills
[00:21.591]Sketch the trees and the daffodils
[00:26.511]Catch the breeze and the winter chills
[00:30.207]In colors on the snowy linen land
[00:36.559]Now I understand what you tried to say to me
[00:45.391]And how you suffered for your sanity
[00:50.439]How you tried to set them free
[00:53.351]They would not listen they did not know how
[00:59.375]Perhaps they'll listen now
[01:04.516]Starry starry night
[01:08.219]Flaming flowers that brightly blaze
[01:13.339]Swirling clouds in violet haze
[01:17.547]Reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue
[01:21.579]Colors changing hue
[01:26.235]Morning fields of amber grain
[01:30.547]Weathered faces lined in pain
[01:35.155]Are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand
[01:39.531]Now I understand what you tried to say to me
[01:48.476]And how you suffered for your sanity
[01:53.260]And how you tried to set them free
[01:56.115]They would not listen they did not know how
[02:01.938]Perhaps they'll listen now
[02:04.810]For they could not love you
[02:09.114]But still your love was true
[02:13.642]And when no hope was left inside
[02:17.305]On that starry starry night
[02:20.474]You took your life as lovers often do
[02:25.993]But I could have told you Vincent
[02:29.401]This world was never meant
[02:31.337]For one as beautiful as you
[02:39.25]Starry starry night
[02:43.841]Portraits hung in empty halls
[02:48.129]Frameless heads on nameless walls
[02:52.761]With eyes that watch the world and can't forget
[02:56.694]Like the strangers that you've met
[03:01.454]The ragged men in ragged clothes
[03:06.246]A silver thorn a bloody rose
[03:10.310]Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow
[03:15.366]Now I think I know what you tried to say to me
[03:24.698]And how you suffered for your sanity
[03:30.114]And how you tried to set them free
[03:33.58]They would not listen they're not listening still
[03:39.84]Perhaps they never will