Understanding the lyrics and Van Gogh's Life.
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Expressing Van Gogh's inspiration for the painting. One line says :
"Look out on a summer's day." This is giving Van Gogh's vantage point looking out from the asylum at Saint-Remy. When he first entered the asylum, he painted mainly from his room or the courtyard garden, but later went further afield to paint.
Below are the lyrics to Don McLean's hit song Vincent (Starry, Starry Night) and a comparison to Van Gogh's Actual Life.
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
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
how you tried to set them free.
They would not listen
they did not know how
perhaps they'll listen now.
These are references to other Van Gogh paintings.
Flaming Flowers: The Sunflower Series Swirling Clouds: Starry NightField of Amber Grain: Wheat Field with CrowsWeathered Faces: The Potato Eaters
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 field of amber grain,
Weathered faces lined in pain,
Are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. This is Van Gogh's tragic Death. Even though he loved painting, his paintings could never love him back.
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 field of amber grain,
Weathered faces lined in pain,
Are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. This is Van Gogh's tragic Death. Even though he loved painting, his paintings could never love him back.
Van Gogh attempted suicide by shooting himself in the chest, which ultimately led to his death two days later. 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. Van Gogh's artistic legacy is contained within his paintings, drawings and writings. They are everlasting and will never "forget" the style that created them. They are Van Gogh's eyes that watch the world. This is all metaphorically speaking though. Starry, starry night.
Portraits hung in empty halls,
Frameless head on nameless walls,
With eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
Like the strangers that you've met,
The ragged men in the ragged clothes,
The silver thorn of bloody rose,
Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow. Finally we come to the conclusion of realizing Van Gogh's eternal struggle. 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...
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. Van Gogh's artistic legacy is contained within his paintings, drawings and writings. They are everlasting and will never "forget" the style that created them. They are Van Gogh's eyes that watch the world. This is all metaphorically speaking though. Starry, starry night.
Portraits hung in empty halls,
Frameless head on nameless walls,
With eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
Like the strangers that you've met,
The ragged men in the ragged clothes,
The silver thorn of bloody rose,
Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow. Finally we come to the conclusion of realizing Van Gogh's eternal struggle. 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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Vincent Don Mc Lean
Starry Starry
G Am
night paint your pallete blue and grey
C D7 G
Look out on a summers day with eyes tha know the darkness in my soul
Am
Shadows on hills sketch the tress and daffodils
C D7 G
Catch the breeze and the winter chill In colors on the snowy linen land
chorus
C G Am D7 G Em
And now I understand what you tried to say to me
Am7 D7 Em
How you suffered for you sanity How you tried to set them free
A7 Am7 D7 G
They would not listen the did not know how perhaps they 'll listen now
Starry starry nite flamings flowr's that brightly blaze
Swirling coulds in violet haze reflect in VIncents eyes of china blue
Colors changing hue,morning fields of amber graing
Weatherd faces lined inpain Are soothed beneath the artists loving hand
chorus
G Am7 D7 G
{listen now} For the could not love you but still your love was true
Em Am7 Cm6
And when no hope was left in sight on that starry starry nite
G F7 E7 Am7
You took you life as lovers often do But I could of told you Vinvent
C D7 G
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you
Starry starry nite portraits hung in empty halls
frameless heads on nameless walls with i's that watch the world and cant forget
Like
the strangers that youve met,the ragged men in ragged clothes
The silver thorn the bloody rose Lire crushed and broken on the virgin snow
chorous
C G Am D7 G Em
And now I understand what you tried to say to me
Am7 D7 Em
How you suffered for you sanity How you tried to set them free
A7 Am7 D7
They would not listen theyre not listening still perhaps they never will
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