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7 P7 u. p4 \# M* W) ]) lStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, 5 T+ h# o) H, c
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, % n. @9 d" m7 p- X, P1 c% Y: g
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils," A9 M4 T/ X7 k/ t( ^
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. 0 k2 Z9 @ W8 X
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
# L/ A4 @, [+ F, w. MHow you suffered for you sanity,
7 C6 y3 |9 N2 ]# b8 oHow you tried to set them free, 2 Q7 R/ s P! i. o4 K7 ]
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. & X+ k2 \/ K* f. k& o
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, ; `% T# B/ d9 R/ t
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, 7 Q4 e, X$ x3 ?& T
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
7 H% L. ]. E% s9 FWeathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. " e$ E) ?% `$ b) ~
' O/ d- V' b# wFor they could not love you, but still your love was true, + d3 U) P0 k* I! ?4 O }% r, V7 ^
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, V! p( I; Y: X* g0 W& z
You took your life as lovers ofter do,
o* V. f0 y5 w. p4 Q8 x) C0 C8 K- EBut I could have told you, Vincent,
q$ g `& A q7 h$ |$ [+ P- v" @This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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/ P; c( x, |7 Q; h% n6 vStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, . Q6 J; [$ J4 g
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
6 G; `0 s P7 D- c; @& qLike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
# N4 ^; Y- L" G! z4 ZThe silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. / \5 c j2 G4 L! v0 O" j
- s1 M& R' s& @ s% uNow I think I know what you tried to say to me, 2 E4 U F) y4 V6 ^: a
How you suffered for you sanity,
/ U" m6 c% a2 \8 tHow you tried to set them free, 7 \0 d# \, ]! F, P8 w
They would not listen they're not listening still,
, t4 E) T' h$ V7 \+ _Perhaps they never will. |
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