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Vincent (Starry, Starry Night) Lyrics
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 daffodils,
Catch the breeze and the winter chills
In colors on the snowy linen land.
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 flowers that brightly blaze
Swirling clouds in violent haze,
Reflecting Vincent’s eyes that shine of blue,
Colors changing hue,
Morning fields of amber grain,
Weathered faces lined in pain
Are soothed beneath the artist’s loving hand.
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 strangers that you’ve met
The ragged men in ragged clothes,
The silver thorn, the bloody rose
Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
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.
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 daffodils,
Catch the breeze and the winter chills
In colors on the snowy linen land.
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.
Flaming flowers that brightly blaze
Swirling clouds in violent haze,
Reflecting Vincent’s eyes that shine of blue,
Colors changing hue,
Morning fields of amber grain,
Weathered faces lined in pain
Are soothed beneath the artist’s loving hand.
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.
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.
Portraits hung 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, the bloody rose
Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
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.
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This song is beautiful, but the Don McLean version is also great. Josh Groban is a great singer, but I don't think he should get so much credit when all he had to do was cover the song.
Josh Groban did not co-write this song. He didn't write or co-write any songs until his 2nd album, "Closer"
This song was around before Groban starting singing. He did not co-write it
great song regardless who sings it. in the song he's basically describing vincent van gogh's painting starry night and his troubled life to go along with that.
Starry, starry night, Flaming flowers that brightly blaze Swirling clouds in violent haze, Reflecting Vincent’s eyes that shine of blue, Colors changing hue, Morning fields of amber grain, Weathered faces lined in pain Are soothed beneath the artist’s loving hand.
the painting
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.
he shot himself in the chest
dont feel like explaining the rest but thats what its about.
I think this song is about artists, but obviously, particularly about Vincent Van Gogh. He painted these beautiful paintings, with such vibrant colors and beautiful strokes, and everyone thought he was crazy. Vincent tried to speak through his art, but no one listened, he was told he was insane and this only made him more lonely. He tried to paint for others but they rejected him. He committed suicide, "taking his life as lovers often do." Vincent's pain is so apparent in his works, they are full of loneliness and tumbling thoughts. Overall I think this song says something very specific about Van Gogh's art, but about artists in general: Van Gogh had something to say. He was rejected in his lifetime and celebrated afterwards. No one listened to what he was saying. Perhaps even now we don't understand. This song is simply a tribute to this tormented artist whose brushstrokes are forever engraved on our memory, and yet, a tragic story for living artists- when they have something to say, they will suffer for it, but it will always be worth saying.
This song is so powerful, well all his songs are. I think he did a much better version of this song. Its so beautiful and Its one of those songs that you can play over and over and won't get sick of.
of course josh groban didn't co-write this song. depending on how old he is, he was probably only a small kid....
I absolutely LOVE Josh Groban's version of this song! I listen to it on my ipod in the bed at night when I'm stressed and I always go to sleep when I listen to it in bed and I also usually have a good night sleep.
What are you talking about? Josh Groban co-wrote this song. This isn't a cover.
josh groban's version is waaaaay better although the don mclean version is good too