Vincent

Erm. Anyone knows the story of Vincent Van Gogh the painter? Yeah, my friend storiedddddddd to me when the Vincent song played on my changer. Hahaha, very old song, but only now did I know the story behind it.
 
Don Mclean - 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 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.
Perhaps they'll listen now.

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.

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 have told you,
Vincent,This world was never meant for one
As beautiful as you.

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.

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...
 
Okay here's the story shorteddddddd. It's about an artist who painted and painted, yet no one took notice, the museum didn't want to buy his paintings. It got to a point where he cut off his ears and sent it to the museum saying sell this. He eventually committed suicide in a field with his paintings. After he died, his paintings sold for millions. Sad isn't it. Okay, now the song called Vincent, at first I didn't know it was about anyone, I didn't know who vincent was, but it was a very deep deep song and I feel it so much, now that I know the story, damn, it cuts deeper, a very lovely song, I know a lot of you can connect to it, especially a lot of us who do music purely because of the music, because of the art, but will never be appreciated because we don't have that mass appeal, that mass appeal which most of the times, does not include good and honest music. BTW, a lot of the lyrics describe Vincent's paintings. Download it! Highly recommended. Peace..