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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, ' M+ h5 }1 O& o( }( g
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
% s u" U9 @: n6 }8 CShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,- {% J, z; m7 Q) T- g3 K
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
- @1 s8 E% d! u- A( q! M7 kNow I understand what you tried to say to me,
8 p l* w9 s# dHow you suffered for you sanity, 5 a, R- `' _) N; C
How you tried to set them free, - j) p4 }# S3 h$ |# f+ `0 o2 v
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. & L# f% z/ @7 k2 v8 `
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
9 A p6 T: v. U1 s0 {Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
& ~* D1 z2 a: HColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, 1 w! ]! p7 C+ ~
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.
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For they could not love you, but still your love was true,
3 n) G0 K! u: hAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
+ @9 w# ^6 v* q' NYou took your life as lovers ofter do, # m5 r4 v# k! |: ?% F6 I, T
But I could have told you, Vincent,
) h- v% I; x! B( b6 P) AThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. 0 B4 Q ?( [1 Y$ S5 ~' H9 j$ ~
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, * @" t- h3 ]5 M8 |
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. 0 Z U8 |. E4 r
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, . N6 n3 e R, r2 c' q
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
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8 \; f0 a3 V- u3 j. K4 cNow I think I know what you tried to say to me, * F( K. [5 X" y, |' m% ?3 o; t( J
How you suffered for you sanity,
* K0 ^1 ^6 E9 x* p& yHow you tried to set them free, / V4 e0 y: e$ u6 v+ g; W, n
They would not listen they're not listening still, d- `; F" F# w2 t7 V6 y1 F
Perhaps they never will. |
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