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$ n9 u- h! \" T2 W0 pStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
9 E: A$ x0 a" PLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
8 r" L4 |! m1 w8 J% @! NShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
( t; i( o3 J! j; ACatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. ! m6 N. @9 z3 {; r7 ~! L; `& d
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
1 m. Z7 Q' k7 t! mHow you suffered for you sanity,
W1 z, m0 l# W7 e2 X' [4 f: ZHow you tried to set them free, + B/ J3 I" K$ c9 k% ~
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
/ Q* j' }/ m; S HStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, ( [6 S! r8 h9 t/ z3 _0 c# I: U8 H
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
7 d, | d$ z% o9 ?& PColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, ' i5 P( @5 v. Q3 a3 r# r& ?9 A
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. $ @5 @4 A6 R1 ], S2 G
& w4 D: j1 A7 F' s, GFor they could not love you, but still your love was true, 3 ?4 y! s8 B5 g: E2 l/ \
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, " }; a( Z$ f7 Y- M; W. s% D
You took your life as lovers ofter do,
7 U, p# _- }$ ^ l1 F4 M. nBut I could have told you, Vincent,
- Q9 q0 c, m3 Y0 ~This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. + N, B6 G" F7 w( M+ A
2 A: d% E/ Q! ?4 _, qStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
( I X0 Y! M& AFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. ' U) U5 o$ t i
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
: n! e) d* r7 ~' p) G7 S% |The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. ) g( ]: r- Y& W+ M
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Now I think I know what you tried to say to me,
- [0 Z' O3 W# v6 K- `9 FHow you suffered for you sanity,- W4 J% \; J& c5 }1 V
How you tried to set them free, 9 l6 H4 L3 V2 W" I
They would not listen they're not listening still,
7 j1 E; G# B& C$ ePerhaps they never will. |
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