Vincent - Don Mclean

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 colours 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 in a violet haze Reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue Colours 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've 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 their 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 How you tried to set them free They would not listen, they're not listening still Perhaps they never will

I feel like a spinning top or a Dreidel The spinning don't stop when you leave the cradle You just slow down Round and around the world you go Spinning through the lives of the people you know We all slow down How you gonna keep on turning from day to day? How you gonna keep from turning your life away? No days you can borrow, no time you can buy. No trust in tomorrow. It's a lie. I feel like a spinning top or a Dreidel The spinning don't stop when you leave the cradle You just slow down Round and around the world you go Spinning through the lives of the people you know We all slow down How you gonna keep on turning from day to day? How you gonna keep from turning your life away? And I feel like I'm dippin' and divin'. My sky shoes are spiked with lead heels. I'm lost in this star car I'm drivin'. But my air sole keeps pushin' big wheels. My world is a constant confusion. My mind is prepared to attack. My past a persuasive illusion. I'm watchin' the future it's black. What do you know? You know just what you perceive. What can you show? Nothing of what you believe. And as you grow, each thread of life that you leave Will spin around your deeds and dictate your needs As you sell your soul and you sow your seeds And you wound yourself and your loved one bleed And your habits grow, and your conscience feeds On all that you thought you should be I never thought this could happen to me. I feel like a spinning top or a dreidel. The spinning don't stop when you leave the cradle. You just slow down. Round and around the world you go Spinning through the lives of the people you know. We all slow down. How you gonna keep on turning from day to day? How you gonna keep from turning your life away? Oh. I feel like a spinning top or a dreidel. The spinning don't stop when you leave the cradle. You just slow down.

I was alright for a while I could smile for a while But when I saw you last night You held my hand so tight When you stopped to say 'hello' And though you wished to me well You couldn't tell That I'd been Crying over you Crying over you Then you said to so long Left me standing all alone Alone and crying. Crying Crying Crying It's hard to understand That the touch of your hand Can start me crying I thought that I was over you But it's true, so true I love you even more than I did before But, darling, what can I do? While you don't love me And I'll always be Crying over you Crying over you Yes, now you're gone And from this moment on I'll be crying (Crying) Crying (Crying) Crying (Crying) Crying over you Over you Over you

Baby I heard everything you said When you gave me back my jacket Said have it, and over your shoulder Said, "Over means over You know we gotta kick this habit" I didn't wanna call you up I didn't wanna make this hard I ain't tryna unbreak up I'm just wishin' that you'd hop in your car 'Cause I'm having night visions Of you and me on the edge of my bed Your body on top of me Slipping you out of your dress Tracing your fingertips Up and down my tattoos Like you used to do I'm having night visions of kissin' Every spot I might've missed Mixing whiskey and drinking With the red wine on your lips Can't be a dream 'cause I don't sleep without you Baby, are you havin' 'em too? Night visions Night visions I can make it all day long Ain't got no reason to check out or scroll down Instagram, and check on you I'm alright, the skies are blue But when the sun goes down Start having night visions Of you and me on the edge of my bed Your body on top of me Slipping you out of your dress Tracing your fingertips Up and down my tattoos Like you used to do I'm having night visions of kissin' Every spot I might've missed Mixing whiskey and drinking With the red wine on your lips Can't be a dream 'cause I don't sleep without you Baby, are you havin' 'em too? Night visions Night visions I didn't wanna call you up I didn't wanna make this hard I ain't tryna unbreak up I'm just wishin' that you'd show up in the dark I'm having night visions Of you and me on the edge of my bed Your body on top of me Slipping you out of your dress Tracing your fingertips Up and down my tattoos Like you used to do I'm having night visions of kissin' Every spot I might've missed Mixing whiskey and drinking With the red wine on your lips Can't be a dream 'cause I don't sleep without you Baby, are you havin' 'em too? Night visions (Night visions) Baby, are you havin' 'em too? Night visions Baby, are you havin' 'em too? Night visions Oh, oh baby, are you havin' 'em too? Night visions Oh, oh Night visions

Oh, Mary, this London's a wonderful sight With people here working by day and by night They don't sow potatoes nor barley nor wheat But there's gangs of them diggin' for gold in the street At least when I asked them, that's what I was told So I just took a hand at this diggin' for gold But for all that I've found there, I might as well be In the place where the dark Mourne sweeps down to the sea I believe that when writin' a wish you expressed As to how the fine ladies of London were dressed But if you'll believe me, when asked to a ball They don't wear no tops to their dresses at all Oh, I've seen them myself and you could not in truth Tell if they were bound for a ball or a bath Don't be startin' them fashions now, Mary McRee, In the place where the dark Mourne sweeps down to the sea There's beautiful girls here, oh, never you mind Beautiful shapes Nature never designed Lovely complexions of roses and cream But let me remark with regard to the same That if at those roses you venture to sit The colors might all come away on your lip So I'll wait for the wild rose that's waitin' for me In the place where the dark Mourne sweeps down to the sea You remember young Diddy McClaren, of course But he's over here with the rest of the force I saw him one day as he stood on the strand Stopped all the traffic with a wave of his hand As we were talking of days that are gone The whole town of London stood there to look on But for all his great powers, he's wishful like me To be back where the dark Mourne sweeps down to the sea