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* q" L [4 H1 P9 t6 N$ X2 T" ]Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
. i; ^: o' L, Y: F6 h! @Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
% _6 x( f! y, Q' Z9 gShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,0 J U! J5 }; H3 W
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. % h) \+ K/ b. q7 g( Q
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,6 ]/ l. P% v5 ?+ y) B
How you suffered for you sanity,
( D( H; b% b) b( H THow you tried to set them free, + K F- t* d# W7 y
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
& Q- N: F+ V sStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
9 I& G0 D, v" L& vSwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, 3 U) l& o3 Y" c1 t2 J7 i
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
; P1 C9 G7 }8 Y8 WWeathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. , H6 e/ Y. ^8 |! o
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For they could not love you, but still your love was true, / y' v/ x }. {; J7 a8 P
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, . m8 h \: c$ d- i
You took your life as lovers ofter do,
3 ]' { ]# _: d; T% r8 {9 }2 Y- UBut I could have told you, Vincent,
2 w2 @ E% K; E# t3 ?( l1 GThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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+ Y& }1 w; K1 t% ]8 @" l9 Z) zStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
3 F9 @, ~* E" x5 Y( VFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
# M: F* C. F( }4 ~- ULike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
6 i5 V; ]0 ]% P/ Y# x; z) rThe silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
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5 G' s% W; j' W+ `7 r+ N) Q$ `Now I think I know what you tried to say to me, 8 j7 m0 N) x( N- W
How you suffered for you sanity,9 \0 p5 S& J& r) C, y1 e, ]
How you tried to set them free, + _# E' w& o, d x/ \$ j8 [
They would not listen they're not listening still, $ X: ]% T2 i7 |/ e& x
Perhaps they never will. |
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