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- S. k0 Y% i* U- L( MStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, 6 I3 ~+ Y* g/ Z1 \
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, - r1 `& S. G0 V! a
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
- p% R9 W% w2 ]8 qCatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. / @3 ?, \2 O8 Q; }8 i& P: p! ?
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
- Q+ h1 _7 e! cHow you suffered for you sanity,
8 ]+ y; T% Y/ d( |4 x' VHow you tried to set them free,
v. O( \# B2 n1 c7 `They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. % ?% u) W$ _( Q1 E6 ~. C. k4 x P
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, $ C1 e# ~, S2 U2 x5 C+ h0 K* f/ Z
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
6 O1 k, q/ J# Z7 vColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
+ @7 Q4 B6 X3 h. U4 |Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.
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3 ] w! k- n$ tFor they could not love you, but still your love was true,
, B |3 S& o$ ~Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
) d' B# J& E LYou took your life as lovers ofter do,
1 q8 @. H# k" v* R4 I0 c) UBut I could have told you, Vincent, 4 _/ y" C* d; T; |: `1 ~$ w# d
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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, t9 Q2 i" }6 [- ]3 }8 @Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, ' `7 x" I( q8 u3 G( x/ x
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
q( Z; e# f4 L$ lLike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
8 d7 p# y Q( B$ tThe 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, 7 e' x) H* p9 \! X# p2 X( U4 E
How you suffered for you sanity,. C- |9 ~+ x9 m' B$ ~
How you tried to set them free, & @ s* _' @$ @, s
They would not listen they're not listening still,
1 _& i( w6 n+ w) c% T3 ~9 ?Perhaps they never will. |
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