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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, t- i I- H; S C. [% T. S0 o
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
- C' k/ G2 }0 U4 sShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,/ G) b, O0 r7 \/ i! Q: y6 Q6 w
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. # {& E' M! r* R) t! h$ \9 A
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,& z0 U8 O' X3 U1 Z% G3 L
How you suffered for you sanity,
; |( j/ L$ E! EHow you tried to set them free, 1 y: [2 o% K j9 {6 U1 K
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
' [! d7 m, ~& C) v: gStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
7 r4 F# M4 M, |7 D0 D& @Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
$ t; Q. k+ v( ~: v2 HColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, : E; P/ `7 p/ B; @6 {6 F& O
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.
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For they could not love you, but still your love was true, # W% O: B z0 m6 d0 @
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
2 e7 {/ w: A4 SYou took your life as lovers ofter do, / t" A* z) E6 x0 N
But I could have told you, Vincent,
+ v/ Y( ?5 i% S4 QThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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9 e& P- m6 c7 qStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, 8 q6 e/ }0 U3 J! @3 ~; X+ }2 p
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. 6 ^5 O2 K4 v {
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
: C4 R q; B/ d6 n1 Z" uThe 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,
* }( [( v2 y, g, [How you suffered for you sanity,/ S+ P* ?' A7 Y6 K; t' x+ p' r3 Q
How you tried to set them free,
4 U& H7 h7 o2 ~' a4 l7 d3 O: BThey would not listen they're not listening still, 1 G8 ]- k9 B- ?. b$ u* p+ U. J9 \
Perhaps they never will. |
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