Vincent Starry Starry Night (cover) Written By Don McLean

Dedicated to the loving memory of Vincent Finley, artists, lover, father, brother and my step Father. This is for my Mother and all my family and Vincent's family. I was going to sing this at his funeral but I couldn't get thruogh it even once without stopping to cry. So here it is for you all. I think about him when I hear this song. It took me several takes just to get through it all the way today when I recorded it. Vincent was an artist too. I have one of his sketches framed on my wall and it makes me smile when I look at it. He gave it to me when I said I really liked it one time when visiting.
Vincent was very special to all of us, he really loved and cared for our mother and gladly put up with all of us. My mother dragged him from town to town to be close to her grand children, Vince never made a fuss and just made the best of any situation. I can't recall a single time when I saw him mad or upset. He just let it be. He was more of a Father to me then my own and I will always love him. Old Dad!
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"Vincent (Starry, Starry Night)"

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 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
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 and 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 artists' loving hand

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

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
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 cant forget
Like the strangers that you've met
The ragged men in ragged clothes
The silver thorn of 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...

Category:

Music

Tags:

• Vincent
• Starry
• Night
• Don
• McLean
• acoustic
• guitar
• upright
• Bass

[viudanegraaa]

Precious ,very beautiful ,hugs ,Sofia.

[gianttacotube]

That is great and may your Vincent rests in piece.

[Annemeraude]

Belles vidéo et chanson! Merc i du partage! Bisous! Anne

[musicboxforever]

Simply beautiful. Thanks for sharing - mbf

[193619391940]

Beautiful Video. In giving your mother this loving gift you also gave your gift to me. It is so perfect for my father and uncle. I love Vincent Van Gogh's art and Don McLean's song is so perfect.

[onkelbuke]

great job, wow

[monicacozzi]

Hi Salvador!!

It's you, really, covering this song? Very, very beatutiful and your guitar, too (gli arrangiamenti!!).

Hi, thanks

Monica