Vincent- Don McLean

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"Vincent" is a song by Don McLean written as a tribute to Vincent van Gogh. It is also known by its opening line, "Starry Starry Night", a reference to van Gogh's painting The Starry Night. The song also describes different paintings done by the artist.
McLean wrote the lyrics in 1971 after reading a book about the life of the artist The following year, the song became the number one hit in the U.K. and No. 12 in the U.S.
In 2000, PBS aired Don McLean: Starry, Starry Night, a concert special that was filmed in Austin, Texas.
Lyrics:
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.
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.

Starry starry night
flaming flo'rs 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.
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 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
list'ning still perhaps they never will.

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  • SO LONG SINCE ANYONE LEFT A COMMENT

  • darkness in my soul

  • @tuktukskagal

    a very brilliant video indeed. this is one of my favorite songs with one special person who touched my life named as such.

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

    Thanks, kaattz, for sharing; brought tears to my eyes...

  • Every single word portrayed with the artist's work:it's a brilliant vid.I have very good memories of this song too.

    Love it.Thanks.

  • A well chosen representation of some of this gifted artist's finest, most memorable work, combined with the perfect song! Beautiful!

  • Dear Kaatz, how sublime! "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" You did an excellent job my dear friend. Pios
  • I second that. Well done, Kash.

  • Beautiful Kashif. Thanks 5*****.

  • Kashif, this is the best re-post ever on YT ! lol

    Thanks

  • Yeah how i used to have this tape in my car and drive and now i look back and see that really time is not worth a penny just catch the moments and the ticking ,,,,super and great job million stars to you and the stars of the music from the past

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