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H2 b* H$ U% p0 ~4 WStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
! V5 |+ _, y. P$ F6 w0 z$ [Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
! P; E; C; w6 q ~6 g+ iShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
1 _0 E# t9 p1 L( TCatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
+ ~1 D5 R) a% E4 B/ M* s) }Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
7 @4 f7 j3 [- F# U6 ~How you suffered for you sanity, 7 h/ a6 ~& k( r# A4 b1 Y: c
How you tried to set them free,
, a: x& S! }/ I0 ^ o) ?They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
( w- a+ B4 ~5 zStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
" L6 M% m4 L( WSwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, & [& A/ F2 `+ w7 l8 f
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
6 ^% L4 y [4 U8 e. @# fWeathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.
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For they could not love you, but still your love was true,
6 y" ?- Q" y8 ~Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
' S6 a0 M* q9 z* u! L1 fYou took your life as lovers ofter do, & \5 B- r2 a1 ~% {" F& l
But I could have told you, Vincent, . {& G+ K5 e1 @; H: h
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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( @ m5 b6 X" k" JStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
- c2 Z8 X/ \6 c; ?Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. / d/ S2 S, g6 ~" A
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
& ]1 O" `, G% X; z3 ^1 }The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. ) w6 q- @' x: z* r# T
6 l* f& ~- r# ?# K1 tNow I think I know what you tried to say to me,
2 ~" s3 \8 h8 T- MHow you suffered for you sanity,
8 w3 ^0 O3 _3 ^6 E' VHow you tried to set them free,
/ W& y( v, J! ^( k: UThey would not listen they're not listening still,
9 z1 j: W* H0 a; k- f8 F: BPerhaps they never will. |
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