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7 \0 f, d8 f; I! ~$ r! QStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, . v1 n" i% ^. u) |) I
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, 8 U* |2 y9 U( q5 @1 C0 F2 x1 S9 U1 L$ M
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
% h }' L4 P, U' W. N0 j0 PCatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. $ q. v6 \2 U0 Z, @4 E4 R, B0 h
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
~: p+ C( {# y$ d; N& ?How you suffered for you sanity, ; P$ I1 A( b# p, C& S p
How you tried to set them free, 1 f, s* P% I9 P: F5 `, a
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
1 H* M) U/ p: w6 l0 h; _) vStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, $ \# j; J6 G* m; N( G0 x
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, 0 V' P6 L- L. I# `& p
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
( O& J; V: h+ v) F V7 DWeathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. 9 n, U- o3 `3 y2 A, w
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For they could not love you, but still your love was true, 2 K$ r! R- j! a* L' k0 L/ g$ \
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
{ ~$ e0 F% q+ nYou took your life as lovers ofter do, / A+ {! r" v7 j/ S' p4 Y! b; S
But I could have told you, Vincent, & c8 d) J. p% I" l+ D; v
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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" L7 J0 {5 q) L+ ~7 m6 D ~% WStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
; e" r! U: H2 U Y$ I0 FFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. 0 v" w1 z: E0 v$ r" r0 |8 T% d
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
! v* ]: l' `( ^The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
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5 [8 F0 z/ }3 V) \7 k3 pNow I think I know what you tried to say to me, 7 J$ \- z0 ^3 o3 W) T8 j
How you suffered for you sanity,
+ q$ m$ I" B6 l! rHow you tried to set them free,
; z' D& r( v( C' H% J9 LThey would not listen they're not listening still,
9 n( p* S$ M2 U0 k* hPerhaps they never will. |
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