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! N9 T o* [/ c3 H+ DStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
( u: D+ p( z8 M; Z6 ALook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
, F; s; C0 ~4 n2 B6 bShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,2 p! v$ J1 c7 @4 C
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. ( q' k C0 Q7 ~+ w- f6 k
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
& L; [* q0 `' O" h5 dHow you suffered for you sanity, ; H( @/ b) @' A8 D& s
How you tried to set them free,
`2 h" Y4 r: i D2 XThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
4 T; [& Y* K$ d |( m' AStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
% d0 `" I$ Z* Y$ a& G9 oSwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, 1 T' d' P; [2 ?0 z" K1 y
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
) h4 k) }/ N' r* T) E5 HWeathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. % h% C/ @3 ], I- c
* |9 o; d( }5 O0 mFor they could not love you, but still your love was true, 4 q: f& d/ ?# c
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
$ s* r8 T. Z; S5 qYou took your life as lovers ofter do, ! _5 v; r' `, N" B, v
But I could have told you, Vincent, " U+ [6 Y7 J+ B6 j8 a+ k0 v
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. ' t: R$ Q2 V. @& I
3 ~# u/ _% k7 f& z) V3 a0 U- JStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, . \2 G* W& F# W
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
7 u% }4 Z6 i- n4 s, k* P: O* ]. SLike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, . h. } _( P7 P! Q' J8 d
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,
6 i7 n: P. E5 RHow you suffered for you sanity,0 e" s, |+ Q5 ~2 k, l
How you tried to set them free, # O2 u: H/ ]% C8 L, k( j/ H
They would not listen they're not listening still, # D2 h9 {; U# y8 [, n
Perhaps they never will. |
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