 
Starry, starry night 
Paint your palette blue and gray 
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 
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 
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 ragged clothes 
The silver thorn, a 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 
And how you tried to set them free: 
They would not listen; they're not listening still -- 
Perhaps they never will. 
For they could not love you 
But still, your love was true 
And when no hope was left inside 
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. 
 
| 1 | Don't Call Me White | 
| 2 | Linoleum | 
| 3 | Bob | 
| 4 | Lori Meyers | 
| 5 | Whoops, I Od'd | 
| 6 | You're Wrong | 
| 7 | The Decline | 
| 8 | Stickin In My Eye | 
| 9 | Franco Un-American | 
| 10 | Creeping Out Sara |