Starry, starry night,Paint your palette blue and grey,Look out on a summer’s day,With eyes that know the darkness in my sowl.Shadow’s on the hills, sketch the trees anddaffodils.Catch the breeze and the winter chills,In colours 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 will not listen, they did not know how.Perhaps they’ll listen now. Starry, starry night, Paint your palette blue and gray, Look out on a summer’s day, With eyes that know the darkness in my sowl. Shadow of the hills, sketch the trees anddaffodils. 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. They will not listen, they did not know how.Perhaps they’ll listen now.