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4 H D& X: X ?Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
) X6 s& h8 V h/ ?Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
5 O `4 `. x* j" C4 j# oShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,& e/ M5 x" M5 H9 j, H0 [
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
# Q: G* R0 t5 D: m7 w! CNow I understand what you tried to say to me,
) {- h: v; ?3 k5 pHow you suffered for you sanity,
0 n: {. A' `& ]( y2 J1 H1 sHow you tried to set them free, R0 I. \6 f G* b" @! a p
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
0 @. ~, W" B! k( {4 }Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, ' Q' _6 t* ]. K2 y# ~
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
3 T) n- P. m# t& y0 @, aColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
+ w' w# @# | ]8 k1 y4 G7 AWeathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. ! v) O3 y& P$ O
2 }" l+ m* Y. ZFor they could not love you, but still your love was true, ; ], W; b) }3 a
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, 3 W5 Q3 R9 D% U
You took your life as lovers ofter do,
/ X2 Z' }- E( I* ?. B; zBut I could have told you, Vincent, & h- w- b K6 q6 r, M* i
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. . M! @) c( b$ d( Q7 U8 O
: [, h* t7 W3 |+ {. r' A) ]9 _; OStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
' E) s$ p' m+ Q% ]' I! e+ P! iFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. & ~1 s' ]8 W: t9 D. O9 h
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, ( I! p y* y/ p
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
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5 @2 ?5 e) g! D$ N! G$ E- FNow I think I know what you tried to say to me, & x4 a$ u/ V% ]: g, a, ?
How you suffered for you sanity,1 o" @9 N& M1 v4 w# z( y" ~) n) i
How you tried to set them free,
9 a, _) b' `% mThey would not listen they're not listening still,
0 `8 H; ~+ x9 {4 jPerhaps they never will. |
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