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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, N _5 M" S* p$ [# m
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, - e( B1 R5 p5 F9 a& U. a" w
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,7 A2 B( h, G0 T. y& C/ [
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
; ~- ~$ t* a1 L; w6 H- S1 \Now I understand what you tried to say to me,$ e; G8 @& ^ O5 R! r0 [7 N; j$ O
How you suffered for you sanity,
% x8 s6 r$ j+ [3 xHow you tried to set them free,
" `" e5 c, I/ r0 _They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
# y( D5 H/ D1 R( a! yStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, ! d5 Q6 R; H$ c5 `9 d9 Y) m. a
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, , B, O3 \. l0 {7 d- r
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
. p) a1 @# Q* k- H# LWeathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.
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8 Y, \9 P% o. }8 u& I3 I* tFor they could not love you, but still your love was true,
# Z5 Q7 @+ E1 m7 L! IAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
" [6 d( h0 Z) T" lYou took your life as lovers ofter do,
1 _4 v- i* k$ yBut I could have told you, Vincent, 6 Y' X' S4 J+ h
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. I1 o/ v% A5 \% t6 O
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, 9 @& r- i3 [' V7 ?% D. v$ T
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
$ j& @1 e. C* O& ~Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, , q1 X+ r5 O' H+ Q
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
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2 L3 v: F% I" d. M3 e6 i2 k% v GNow I think I know what you tried to say to me, 4 M. ?) M9 T2 V
How you suffered for you sanity,
( a4 E: |5 {2 ?5 B+ ~, W9 T! tHow you tried to set them free, 8 e/ S* {/ B. R
They would not listen they're not listening still, * e; a: u/ a' y& }3 \
Perhaps they never will. |
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