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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, ; ^/ \5 v: V3 c' Q1 Q
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
) |8 u' m- D2 Y& d( U H; qShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
3 P+ t! K1 z8 z3 VCatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
/ M0 a: u! P: N6 d7 C- iNow I understand what you tried to say to me,. J, g; `/ X' g) t
How you suffered for you sanity,
0 T2 V& L# h/ r0 H: QHow you tried to set them free,
$ K( \- b. _- A: i# `They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
O2 n: }* Z9 K7 P' ?' y0 A/ kStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
* U; X+ ~( i, X. i2 p R; y. [- SSwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
* r3 d7 P% d1 z' r9 MColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, # T; F/ D! v% G
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. N! J- D. Y5 v0 n
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For they could not love you, but still your love was true,
. z. Q4 f, s5 n1 OAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, & C' W1 } g* E9 ^
You took your life as lovers ofter do,
2 u' F7 U7 D6 t, t1 b+ A0 I$ bBut I could have told you, Vincent,
, ^; i) n& ]* ?7 w. O+ MThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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1 u) r3 t+ `- N& NStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
8 Y1 {+ ~# N: E4 bFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
. b" Z6 W% e* x7 YLike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
- G& ^( w( g- M2 m) sThe silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. % ~9 n+ i U5 e3 k* f- t
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Now I think I know what you tried to say to me,
$ v4 m+ f; ?# @: B4 FHow you suffered for you sanity,. w: }1 C( j# W% Y
How you tried to set them free, 7 g/ K- }. u; W; B+ @, O0 \: ~
They would not listen they're not listening still, ' B2 N+ ~0 L$ X
Perhaps they never will. |
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