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: z+ z' N7 T) x. Z$ h: m* ~Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, + r @+ Z4 h x$ e7 a/ f+ p7 t
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
& g" a) T1 V/ D sShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,9 A; D$ E7 }. R0 J- E7 \# P
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
% y: j, s/ x- k) WNow I understand what you tried to say to me,. n7 h/ C$ F' M# C: T
How you suffered for you sanity, , C: i9 G. G1 R3 h
How you tried to set them free,
7 Y1 q! w5 A% Q, R# VThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
0 \' s* y3 h7 Q% @/ DStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, ) ?- \8 p) |! Q# S; s' p
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
( _* O6 W* l+ [! M! O$ j0 zColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, ; f3 i; b! {1 M. m
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. 4 v W- Y" J' w; z& v+ ^ j
L' O ~$ u2 `6 j+ A+ ]7 xFor they could not love you, but still your love was true, / v2 F7 B+ i2 e% z* [
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
, F( L, N; H7 V: K, g8 B4 bYou took your life as lovers ofter do, # D) O( [% Q+ Z" y
But I could have told you, Vincent, % k' w0 w) b5 V
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. 9 g3 ~; M! l. {& y( e
+ E0 J. K" D6 S0 E _$ d- MStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, J5 t- L$ ^8 W
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. . C- J+ W8 C! _% J5 V/ X3 P
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, * q Y1 @8 R& M8 s
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
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Now I think I know what you tried to say to me,
8 }7 P' N3 n. @8 B- B" @How you suffered for you sanity,
5 v3 S% L' W% n" A5 j. BHow you tried to set them free, 4 m% x" e8 w/ O; X6 R: k; G/ K- @
They would not listen they're not listening still,
) v4 v/ z7 q% X ~5 |" LPerhaps they never will. |
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