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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, * t1 ^' B- y$ v
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, 0 J0 m0 Q, Z$ W* Z L6 j
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
T( h% ?( X9 e. kCatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
- V6 d% v! x+ u. I) D* h! `" a; ]Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
: G+ o' b3 m0 ]How you suffered for you sanity, 7 e9 m! \" z+ @. k$ G
How you tried to set them free,
# {( q: q/ O9 p/ J( `$ `7 H" q4 PThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. ( G3 f$ \4 O/ i) X
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
$ C# a% ~8 s# X' k; ySwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, 5 A+ K& \8 A7 ~5 _
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, 5 z' o9 M- e0 _
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. : Z0 \: j Q5 _
, {. i' Y! k4 a3 x7 T u8 n- qFor they could not love you, but still your love was true, , S$ y$ v( D7 p( `) b g$ g
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, & O* J& @+ n6 h# N- e
You took your life as lovers ofter do, + t, r( E9 _' |; r5 n- m; \
But I could have told you, Vincent,
2 p9 Q( _0 A; v" NThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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# k' ]* ~, g0 E3 `3 q2 G% eStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
6 C5 T) O+ g; iFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. 0 u, f" k! T2 L( G2 K% S! p
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
2 t8 T7 F0 A8 U P, x5 k. fThe silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. : J+ D' Z4 e/ C O S1 X+ C2 U
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Now I think I know what you tried to say to me,
p1 \3 Q1 H% B Q7 F' P$ E8 oHow you suffered for you sanity,& y+ k: h U( V) g8 \2 m
How you tried to set them free, - f7 w8 C2 B* E5 S5 v
They would not listen they're not listening still,
# P/ f- ^- Y7 k8 T" W {- [Perhaps they never will. |
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