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0 S8 W: x9 u+ aStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, ; ^. \: j- B. D3 N" ?, `' a
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, ) V! {, P' x' B
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
/ x; \% H. _/ B/ gCatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. 2 j! I7 p( F2 a
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,1 x1 Z. M0 h( d) @- A
How you suffered for you sanity,
; ]. T. C9 d2 c5 xHow you tried to set them free,
9 s, ~/ P- Q0 B2 C/ j3 F) yThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
6 K& P4 v8 |- vStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, , M5 r9 n$ I. |2 i! n' w5 D3 z% f
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, 8 M9 |) z2 k6 J: z; G- _
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, " o) M2 ?% @2 R- ~ C
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.
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4 r, J# }7 i' l4 \For they could not love you, but still your love was true, - K) Z! z% G# q" ~; v
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, . ?/ m f+ s& y: F- K" b8 ^
You took your life as lovers ofter do,
0 W# X0 t* Q. NBut I could have told you, Vincent, : j1 o. }5 n/ m' `
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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* n4 k+ x2 b0 S6 FStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, 8 x' e; ~! v" q( b& c' b& \/ W
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
6 e! }+ b5 Q% _3 @* S" _Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
4 p: c# w/ |( @The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
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) F5 G& v" W8 O8 uNow I think I know what you tried to say to me,
* [/ B! f# ]* h8 v% WHow you suffered for you sanity,. S( X4 y% x) @$ G
How you tried to set them free,
; o2 s- X+ x4 GThey would not listen they're not listening still, $ T% x9 Q1 c" _& z1 H& C
Perhaps they never will. |
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