Starry starry night
Paint your palette blue and grey
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 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 violet haze
reflect in Vincent’s eyes of china blue
Colors changing hue
Morning fields of amber grain
Weathered faces lined in pain
are soothed beneath the artist’s loving hand
And 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
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 stranger that you’ve met
The ragged men in ragged clothes
The silver thorn of bloddy rose
lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow
And 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….
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Starry starry night
Paint your palette blue and grey
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 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 violet haze
reflect in Vincent’s eyes of china blue
Colors changing hue
Morning fields of amber grain
Weathered faces lined in pain
are soothed beneath the artist’s loving hand
And 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
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 stranger that you’ve met
The ragged men in ragged clothes
The silver thorn of bloddy rose
lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow
And 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….
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This is Veteran Singer-Songwriter, Don Mclean, giving the audience a little humor and performing his hit “Vincent” live with his backing band in Spring 2007.
Shot & Edited by Mia Johnson
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A Slide Show Double Tribute to Vincent van Gogh and Don McLean. (portuguese subtitled)
Link for a version without portuguese subtitles: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5OtK_sP6_fM
Um Slide Show em homenagem a Vincent van Gogh e Don McLean. (legendas em português)
Vincent – Don McLean
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 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 violet haze
Reflecting Vincent’s eyes of China 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
A silver thorn on a 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
Duration : 0:4:26
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A slideshow of Vincent Van Gogh’s work set to the song “Vincent” by Don McLean. It’s part of an art and creative writing lesson plan for the patients at Mississippi State Hospital at Whitfield.
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The paintings of Vincent Van Gogh set to Don McLean’s “Starry Starry Night”.
Duration : 0:4:19
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