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4 g2 {2 o6 C9 d* x+ o9 Q- oStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, * T3 v& E0 ^, ~
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, 2 C( H& N H% V8 v: Y
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,0 S2 V: s& g1 k5 l) ~
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
5 O* f3 f) k$ i/ vNow I understand what you tried to say to me,
" V. Y0 h, u) F1 X% ?2 d- H7 `/ MHow you suffered for you sanity, , _4 b) q& t5 v* u0 Z4 M
How you tried to set them free, # s# t7 @) `/ t/ \" K
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. # H9 Q! r# @6 j6 l6 B1 t
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
. ^0 z4 E) k, x9 f* G A9 hSwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, % q" o/ f. Q2 X" [- Q7 A
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, 8 |5 J$ ~% p% q- p$ Y* h# d) i
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. 2 b# I2 x# g6 E
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For they could not love you, but still your love was true,
, w5 ^/ [' s5 N( p" C: H9 VAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, : f: k0 a. h. v
You took your life as lovers ofter do, 1 K4 Y- k* _5 \; o6 M# H+ V
But I could have told you, Vincent,
: D: N* Q2 n! }4 }7 m% CThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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" y2 @. d& L0 r% S8 E+ uStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, 3 a% G2 u* v$ [
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. , C2 B' A& ?6 R/ n2 V1 t
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, " L2 Z9 G$ a8 w
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. + ]" s$ H9 X6 U5 y5 {$ x+ s
$ h6 X! \) }0 H/ J9 z7 O, Z8 MNow I think I know what you tried to say to me, 3 a$ v7 X, N9 R5 F7 s
How you suffered for you sanity,
, S) C# A% ~. b, EHow you tried to set them free,
4 E: j/ m( j w. U8 OThey would not listen they're not listening still,
% I. o! m# P$ L. n8 S5 i# bPerhaps they never will. |
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