Vincent

A classic Don McLean song. Tabbed from the Josh Groban cover, so some things will be different from your memories of them. Enjoy! :D

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Starry, Starry Night, paint your palette blue and gray,

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look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul.

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Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and daffodils,

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catch the breeze and the winter chills in colours on the snowy linen land.

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Now I understand what you tried to say to me, and how you suffered for your sanity,

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and how you tried to set them free. They would not listen; they did not know how.

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Perhaps they'll listen now.



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Starry, Starry Night, flaming flow'rs that brightly blaze,

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swirling clouds in violet haze, reflect in Vincent's eyes of China blue.

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Colours changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,

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weathered faces lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.

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Now I understand what you tried to say to me, and how you suffered for your sanity,

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and how you tried to set them free. They would not listen; they did not know how.

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Perhaps they'll listen now. For they could not love____ you,

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But still your love was true. And when no hope was left in sight

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on that starry, starry night, you took your life as lovers often do.

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But I could have told you, Vincent, this world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.



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Starry, Starry Night, portraits hung on empty walls,

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frameless head in nameless halls, with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.

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Like the strangers that you've met, the ragged men in ragged clothes,

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the silver thorn of bloody rose lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow.

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Now I think I know what you tried to say to me, and how you suffered for your sanity,

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and how you tried to set them free. They would not listen; they're not list'ning still.

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Perhaps they never will.