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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
# K- a0 B7 f) Z. c2 N+ TLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, - P4 Q# z7 h8 w' } E
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,% Q- _6 `+ c2 O& W7 y
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
7 L" u; g3 ~; q; {# W7 [: f1 iNow I understand what you tried to say to me,
X' P1 g% K% Y/ l2 EHow you suffered for you sanity, ( ^0 a" [# y7 w& q
How you tried to set them free, % c( ^: X1 V g7 Y
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. 4 L2 O9 s' R2 n2 Z! [1 w
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
. v: r: r2 O8 F, ~Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, % W& A$ C7 E- F: U8 x
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
% ?* l5 Q0 p- PWeathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.
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, ~8 ^+ n4 i, e0 A! m: gFor they could not love you, but still your love was true,
9 ~2 X0 ^/ n- s$ g' M& xAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
& ?( H( p' t- E3 p/ ?) D2 YYou took your life as lovers ofter do, ( ?9 n4 d1 _+ l+ M( {, B
But I could have told you, Vincent,
; z" S! _+ M1 Z$ YThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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! ?" Q& H& b$ G) c8 hStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, 9 x9 e# O" K/ o0 Y0 I9 [
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. , H0 Z( b: f L$ ?/ G
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, 0 a" f( }3 F: p( s& z. P7 a
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
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" F6 Y% j2 M' b, [& |4 L* ^Now I think I know what you tried to say to me, 5 h8 G5 j+ D/ M! p" g
How you suffered for you sanity,, ~% ]* h. h* ^; K
How you tried to set them free,
; Y& u; `2 C6 p& F% M2 X! t" UThey would not listen they're not listening still, " g) Q' {2 B. w3 c1 a1 U* O) Q
Perhaps they never will. |
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