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% R3 f8 V% r) ~% |Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, ) o$ Z. L" ?2 s2 e1 C) C
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
% I3 X! ]) v6 t/ a! S, E( vShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,7 _% \7 P8 Z) G+ E0 K' R9 g
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
6 m: n+ G- }' DNow I understand what you tried to say to me,
" G+ s8 J0 L& B: aHow you suffered for you sanity, x, h3 ^3 q# Q& Q
How you tried to set them free, ( k2 G! l: l: D0 Z
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. . M1 C5 @) [: h& S
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
( T" M! z, Z$ j1 b+ N' k. W8 iSwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
7 x; {; b5 q* ], ]Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
. G( A. A/ ^" ^+ ]Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.
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# T0 r, y3 H. W; m* C/ |For they could not love you, but still your love was true,
. N, ?# g7 E. ]Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
9 |( p' |2 [8 OYou took your life as lovers ofter do, " C* z1 A) e5 ~) X* q; c& P; {5 l
But I could have told you, Vincent,
5 ]$ u3 a9 R- S8 @' ^This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. 3 L* Y5 V* ?# Q
8 ^: Z0 i, Y" G& cStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, / D. O! k- a1 F1 Z* O
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
& M |' C0 o- {Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
8 K2 ]3 h; a( G& s+ K: n" `4 g5 uThe silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. . `7 E; Z% E. S0 L, N
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Now I think I know what you tried to say to me, , }2 U, L E3 P* x r0 l
How you suffered for you sanity,
% }3 @% D8 K, I6 \ iHow you tried to set them free, " V' W! O9 A3 p2 Z" z3 T' Y7 p7 }" a
They would not listen they're not listening still, 7 E# v. x" b2 m: d) e
Perhaps they never will. |
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