Paint your palette blue and grey
Look out on a summer's day
Sketch the trees and the daffodils
Catch the breeze and the winter chills
In colors on the snowy linen gland
What you tried to say to me,
how you suffered for your san ity
How you tried to set them free,
they would not listen, they
Perhaps they'll listen now
Flaming flowers that brightly blaze
Swirling clouds in violet haze
Reflect in Vincent's eyes of China blue
Morning fields of amber grey
Weathered faces lined in pain
I soothed beneath the artist's loving hand
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
Perhaps they'll listen now
For they could not love you
But still your love was true
An d when no hope was left in sight
On that starry, starry night
But I could have told you,
this world was never meant for
portraits hung in empty halls,
Frameless heads on nameless walls
With eyes that watch the world
Like the strangers that you've met
The ragged men in ragged clothes
The silver thorn of bloody rose
What you tried to say to me
How you suffered for your sanity
How you tried to set them free
they're not listening still