Starry, Starry Night

I dont know if you know this or not, but the famous song "Vincent " by Don McLean is about Vincent Van Gough the famous painter. The words are very moving, it talks about his paintings and his struggles with life....

Starry, starry night:
paint your palette blue and gray.
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 colours on the snowy linen land

Now I understand
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
perhaps they'll listen now

Starry, Starry night;
flaming flowers that brightly blaze;
swirling clouds in violet haze
reflect in vincent's eyes of china blue
colours changing hue;
morning fields of amber grain,
weathered faces lined in pain
are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.

For they could not love you
but still, your love was true.
and when no hope was left inside
on that starry, starry night
you took your life as lovers often do
I could have told you, Vincent
this world was never meant
for one as beautiful as you,

Starry starry night
Portraits hun in empty halls;
frameless heads on nameless walls
with eyes that watch the world and can't forget
like the strangers that you've met
the ragged men in ragged clothes
the silver thorn, a bloody rose
lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow.

Now I think I know
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're not listening still.
Perhaps they never will.

Sometimes I do feel like Van Gough - weak, fragile and even insane!