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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, $ r/ J2 i3 l- U
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
; x6 G C! p' O! jShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
c) ^# F& A7 y/ [Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. 1 ]* ]# \% c; S/ t- Q
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
# e5 N+ O1 I" a3 MHow you suffered for you sanity, # _ u0 n( |" C/ Y" _
How you tried to set them free,
+ c: s) |- m1 ~- JThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. ! P" H; ^8 a# D6 T
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, 9 w6 S$ x# f! N: p- t0 c
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, . |+ t: i; ]4 Y- F3 Y$ [
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, . R/ c6 z2 I" R2 d
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. 3 a) Z! U$ w" d6 T
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For they could not love you, but still your love was true, 4 U! b a) |' N1 D5 ^* ~ f
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, . [7 v# V: F) O0 M% L2 ]" M! o
You took your life as lovers ofter do,
, f! _* r6 Q; q; \But I could have told you, Vincent, 3 X" k$ c7 M- U+ U0 F, |. h
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. / k. D) M, E( j! u1 i w, k: c
2 i9 H, x! w) |9 ^( b' N/ jStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
% f# i# B) H& i% a1 {) X8 }Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. , E! E) `$ K/ m" h
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, : U, C; S9 ]0 D
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
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( @% S; t$ L# x4 m- `, j! }" O4 dNow I think I know what you tried to say to me, ( p& v6 L, M' W6 a
How you suffered for you sanity,* s$ l6 ^* w" ^& m
How you tried to set them free, ; y- M4 @4 y, q5 f' P) d/ u
They would not listen they're not listening still, 6 z) \0 R9 i3 i6 `0 o. u
Perhaps they never will. |
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