1. Perhaps they'll listen now
Starry, Starry Night
Starry, starry night
For they could not love you
Paint your palette blue and grey But still your love was true
Look out on a summer's day And when no hope was left inside
With eyes that know the darkness in my On that starry, starry night
soul
Shadows on the hills You took your life as lovers often do
Sketch the trees and the daffodils But I could have told you,
Catch the breeze and the winter chills Vincent,
In colors on the snowy linen land This world was never meant for one as
beautiful as you
Now I understand
What you tried to say to me Starry, starry night
And how you suffered for your sanity
And how you tried to set them free Portraits hung in empty halls
They would not listen they did not know Frameless heads on nameless walls
how With eyes that watch the world and can't
Perhaps they'll listen now. forget
Like the strangers that you've met
Starry, starry night
The ragged men in ragged clothes
Flaming flowers that brightly blaze A silver thorn
Swirling clouds in violet haze A bloody rose
Reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow
Colors changing hue Now I think I know
Morning fields of amber grain What you tried to say to me
Weathered faces lined in pain And how you suffered for your sanity
Are soothed beneath the artist's LOVING And how you tried to set them free
hand They would not listen
They're not listening still
Now I understand
Perhaps they never will
What you tried to say to me
And how you suffered for your sanity
And how you tried to set them free
They would not listen they did not know
how