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5 _* [5 `# Q3 L1 r+ kStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, $ T7 o6 k7 U% `
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
; z. C$ T% R4 {7 o1 s; f1 OShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,% c g% `1 k% \5 b0 Y. l
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. % Y& L7 J g- E+ t3 c% s
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
1 C" T6 c+ r0 X8 GHow you suffered for you sanity, 9 A6 N; u8 r( W% h. i
How you tried to set them free, , y! h6 z+ B) G8 l7 L8 `
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. . ` h( h8 U2 K5 M$ G7 ]
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
& z) A, o2 i, m+ M2 fSwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
! [8 [/ @3 z+ k8 dColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, 9 W2 X# K7 C( e
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.
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$ a& h8 _& t0 N0 s. ]- SFor they could not love you, but still your love was true, 1 U5 N, j% \( C9 G h6 y
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
2 I( T+ c0 \1 X A, R3 VYou took your life as lovers ofter do, 4 u" R3 ~. g" y9 l
But I could have told you, Vincent,
1 ?) ]/ ^' |8 P& CThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. : ]& q; [: a& ?' Z4 ^% W
9 {7 N) |2 J6 @3 `* Y# rStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, ) ~, ^/ e6 y) W2 D0 y
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
E4 Y* k! C* A* d- S) B+ jLike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
# P& U) Z7 d& _8 X6 m1 WThe silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. # |4 x3 g3 B) k
8 ^6 N; U/ ?. `- gNow I think I know what you tried to say to me, 3 P* q! ]& q# _' |
How you suffered for you sanity,8 r" i! E7 _8 {' {1 P
How you tried to set them free, 6 ~6 [0 I: B: `- n% o& d
They would not listen they're not listening still,
4 {" e Y' i! l: SPerhaps they never will. |
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