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4 `7 @) ?1 [2 E; s5 ?9 _3 zStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
% S' O; L/ Y( p# wLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
2 x D' n9 b" L0 aShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,! q! U8 ?' Y5 R# E& |
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
0 M4 { u+ Z sNow I understand what you tried to say to me,' z- g4 g Y: P1 C
How you suffered for you sanity, - E9 t1 ^! o$ Y9 ?! E7 u
How you tried to set them free, 2 s% T. @7 |+ ?# w
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. ( H- u2 o! J: E& M: {: u; S
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, 3 v2 b& P/ ?$ p) ~
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
) G) S+ p/ i8 N6 rColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, $ a. \3 _+ G( K
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. 2 B4 j# v5 e. W
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For they could not love you, but still your love was true,
! J9 [, j! N: J) N6 ]7 I/ X- [Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, 9 q6 F0 Y ~7 }
You took your life as lovers ofter do,
# {3 G* |$ J2 [But I could have told you, Vincent,
9 Z! ?6 q5 Y; q$ P- KThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. ! B! i5 f- y! |; L: j6 c
1 G. m/ ^8 D. E: V4 m0 s% Y2 Z. RStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
3 p' ^1 K3 z( cFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. 1 J0 I0 l9 D9 F ]; ?8 K, d
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
, l- W; _" {# t; ?( Y0 ZThe silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. % S5 I" U6 }: T: v' d8 W
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Now I think I know what you tried to say to me,
7 D: g( H& s3 ~2 i* Z# Y7 THow you suffered for you sanity,9 O( T3 w5 ~* m, V6 X4 T3 v* C
How you tried to set them free, 9 Z k! r9 q" b+ n1 n5 S% o
They would not listen they're not listening still, * d6 C1 @1 J& V5 n
Perhaps they never will. |
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