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8 s6 ^( K6 {/ I0 X2 `Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, 6 J3 s4 k; _. O b
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
8 d' j. A; }/ `, MShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,9 ~# h' X6 f8 ^' s! n6 ]7 C
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
+ n# ~% \4 H, t' x% _Now I understand what you tried to say to me,3 h# J+ P" f$ L0 ~* F+ j, U; p
How you suffered for you sanity, 6 ?& P4 U, n" Y8 X3 [
How you tried to set them free,
- r- r5 E/ D# Q* LThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. 3 d- q R/ ~1 L/ U
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, & Z# @ r* h8 @4 k
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, 8 @# u! J0 H4 j0 X; p; E
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, [. j$ X3 Z. M1 Q6 ^9 D
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. , b* c6 e5 i/ J5 B' O0 X& { x
- t5 q5 k0 e7 H4 u) DFor they could not love you, but still your love was true, : V5 N2 a+ v8 B* A" T
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, " S1 }3 R: w* Q0 N* S. a
You took your life as lovers ofter do, 5 K$ @: z! L. n0 m8 R7 n r
But I could have told you, Vincent, 1 x( {6 I& U. q$ V, k) \
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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$ z4 F5 g9 h9 DStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, 2 K) I' i4 S; |# Y, X+ {% V) V
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
: K( ^& Q" q7 h9 vLike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
) j3 C. @ A* W ]: S6 @The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. % Q% U+ n) d, h
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Now I think I know what you tried to say to me, 2 \# d: y! e, A
How you suffered for you sanity,/ {5 T: {' I" }1 m, S
How you tried to set them free, 7 r4 N% {5 E- _$ V( a! V; t
They would not listen they're not listening still, - Q" @) S4 l6 [9 d
Perhaps they never will. |
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