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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
0 T. T% M$ [( c+ C0 |4 V: xLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, 5 T% l6 i8 ? a+ o2 g9 |7 [5 Z
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
( Q- c5 T5 s5 d2 ^, sCatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
6 w( l' ?6 V# c" c" INow I understand what you tried to say to me,
/ z3 D& N7 X9 pHow you suffered for you sanity,
" z/ M$ U+ O j* ?How you tried to set them free,
2 ]9 [$ s3 |- t9 YThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. & ~. y. B& @' a: I+ n
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
4 r' ]+ y7 o3 ^& `7 ~8 CSwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
: b- g' B; O; w8 pColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
+ z8 {: j8 y) I; J% E4 mWeathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. 3 }, q9 K0 v( G6 _
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For they could not love you, but still your love was true, . I% Y; p7 Q. s
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
7 d) ^7 C0 ]: rYou took your life as lovers ofter do, 4 g+ A1 ~. `. K4 M7 y
But I could have told you, Vincent, 4 N. l7 D7 G" B* o
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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5 f" \$ |% ?3 `Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
* g" [( y0 O4 n1 A- AFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
7 `0 H7 C7 D9 x# {Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
% U9 j$ E$ q: {+ W7 b2 qThe silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. . E- y$ g. V4 W! Q6 S2 z6 C) J6 J
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Now I think I know what you tried to say to me, / F& a& Y/ W. P& P; D0 n/ y5 a
How you suffered for you sanity,1 Y" s7 b# ~8 {: d0 G! D3 y
How you tried to set them free, ; S2 V" P/ M# j
They would not listen they're not listening still, + r+ b( b- M8 }) k! n
Perhaps they never will. |
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