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$ s4 t/ A7 N1 \Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, 5 c$ Z# A0 x* M; j4 j
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
7 z0 T+ T: U- u9 wShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,0 l4 W4 `+ s" V9 V/ L
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. : q2 i& o3 Y4 b2 U9 t/ w/ n
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
: m! ^& [; i3 s, EHow you suffered for you sanity,
! d( K+ c# P) o! Y: XHow you tried to set them free,
3 M; M1 p# e9 B: _, l( E/ |: @They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. " B$ U7 `& `9 y
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
2 A# h& J. Y. W" [Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, * C) L6 \/ v- n3 s
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
/ ]; d+ K$ m+ L- iWeathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. 0 ~ c4 v/ ?* P! p; g
8 F+ x, |" A9 ^For they could not love you, but still your love was true,
- y5 E' v, ]; W. AAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, ! o8 z) Z) Y" g! ]6 V. K4 [
You took your life as lovers ofter do, % |: t1 G( {" R+ _+ C
But I could have told you, Vincent, + S+ a- D0 |! U. H
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, % m( ^: g( v/ n. u; A
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
* D! X) [4 w l ^4 b9 X7 pLike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, 6 P, C: d& X7 y. P! N7 c* O1 y& o$ e2 M
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,
5 A0 G) @ b; F7 t, [/ qHow you suffered for you sanity,
" i: c- g3 _& QHow you tried to set them free,
8 ^, c' S3 x/ P5 ^: O$ JThey would not listen they're not listening still, ) G5 y2 G# V; Z
Perhaps they never will. |
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