Vincent Don McLean

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Starry starry nighGtGsus4 G
paint your palette blue andAm grey
look out on a sumCmer's day
with eDyes that know the darkness in my Gsoul
Shadows on the hillGsGsus4 G
sketch the trees and the daAmffodils
catch the breeze and the Cwinter chills
in Dcolors on the snowy linen landG
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Now I unAmderstand
Dwhat you tried to sGay to meG/F# Em
how you suffered for your Amsanity
Dhow you tried to set them Emfree
They would not listen
they did not Aknow how
pAmerhaps Dthey'll listen nowG
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Starry starry GnightGsus4 G
flaming flo'rs that bAmrightly blaze
swirling clouds in Cviolet haze
rDeflect in Vincent's eyes of China bluGe
Colors changing hueG Gsus4 G
morning fields of aAmmber grain
weathered facesC lined in pain
are sDoothed beneath the artist's loving haGnd
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Now I unAmderstand
Dwhat you tried to Gsay to meG/F# Em
how you suffered for your Amsanity
Dhow you tried to set them Emfree
They would not listen
they did not Aknow how
pAmerhaps Dthey'll listen nGow
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For they could not Amlove youD
but still your love was tGrueG/F# Em
and when no hAmope was left in sight
on that sCmtarry starry night
You tGook your life as lFovers often doE7
But I cAmould have told you Vincent
this wCorld was never meant for one
as bDeautiful as yoGu
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Starry starry nighGtGsus4 G
portraits hung in empty hAmalls
frameless heads on naCmeless walls
with eyDes that watch the world and can't fGorget
Like the stranger that you've meGtGsus4 G
the ragged men in rAmagged clothes
the silver thorn of blCoody rose
lie crDushed and broken on the virgin sGnow
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And now I think I Amknow
Dwhat you tried to Gsay to meG/F# Em
how you suffered for your Amsanity
and Dhow you tried to set them fEmree
They would not listen
they're not lisAt'ning still
AmperhDaps they never wGill


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