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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, , z7 _! y# E# M6 q/ p
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
" b1 j2 T5 q1 e+ IShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,1 K* U4 T& w1 S$ @0 Y# U! X2 X' u
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. & S6 d1 A8 f1 n9 h
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,9 h% a, k: S" r2 @: N
How you suffered for you sanity, % A# [- V" j1 X+ A6 W7 s
How you tried to set them free,
% |( _( |6 b6 a: S' _They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. 8 U/ I5 b- e1 }
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, : S! u/ G" n4 E, N0 l v. c5 \% V
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, ) T. x( ]% c" u" f1 S5 q, K
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, 9 ^, u0 w! z; i" I
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.
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2 C, `) {& q8 I( ]) }+ V- IFor they could not love you, but still your love was true, 3 d; N; X6 ~0 m2 B" R
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, 6 H& f; i0 g+ ^1 D& a2 X
You took your life as lovers ofter do,
. G) I+ Y) a* _1 X7 [But I could have told you, Vincent,
$ S3 h% f6 o/ yThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. ' G! R# @% \' D; y
$ w5 c+ _: X$ qStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
9 n: j' D9 `! }2 E) [1 W% qFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
/ Y& N' z- z0 nLike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, 8 m5 u4 Z% R% P7 b! ]
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
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" u1 X% e" _* b. {& UNow I think I know what you tried to say to me, . u$ t0 @- u7 z0 h1 f p& D
How you suffered for you sanity,
9 f! D; E/ J6 r/ [6 p- a1 nHow you tried to set them free, : K4 \+ m; d w6 H5 P4 N" H
They would not listen they're not listening still,
) U% f9 x7 Z: [& [Perhaps they never will. |
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