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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, , h0 V5 N+ d3 V* s1 B
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, 0 e$ Y3 h) H* s3 E' Z6 d1 r7 H) a
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,. ~. E+ S" P% A; A
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
|$ t8 v& O8 g0 A! pNow I understand what you tried to say to me,* F) v) ~/ @8 L
How you suffered for you sanity,
+ V) z. G/ b6 f0 C9 D/ _How you tried to set them free,
: R' h: B) c# IThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. / d( h1 o* i% O, ?4 Z
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
5 h8 q& n5 o. R- s( N5 QSwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, 6 c( a% c' Y9 O: N3 c
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
, i9 ]% Y" m' \' i9 U. A& s' xWeathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.
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! ^* k/ p% S, wFor they could not love you, but still your love was true,
! s* o4 t; L$ K6 J Q- XAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
6 E( x/ U& O5 tYou took your life as lovers ofter do, : `# ~) A8 ^/ k' p# ?( A
But I could have told you, Vincent, . G5 v2 H0 y# I! G
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. + Z2 R) c2 u5 q9 G2 [
9 s3 G6 H' B" W) v# v* ~, _5 sStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
0 q0 v" R! J1 ?6 I! cFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. / T- v Z! i2 _7 k! @
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, 1 l* E9 X# F! S: E
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
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Now I think I know what you tried to say to me,
' Y" U9 S4 |5 B0 u QHow you suffered for you sanity,, ]' v, T, G4 J) L
How you tried to set them free,
* M0 ^$ B( ~4 I+ @1 @They would not listen they're not listening still, % Y% _7 `4 R/ r
Perhaps they never will. |
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