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# b* e6 m5 U, ]6 d8 V8 M8 bStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, 6 I* d% |* t' ^
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, ( \* _0 @& g# A% M
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
/ V: x6 I6 B" U; G" w. E1 cCatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. $ G; v6 v0 Y6 {) d" G) d$ \# z& W! D
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,( Q, x+ ]1 w1 C
How you suffered for you sanity, / d6 @/ K7 m+ j- |3 l
How you tried to set them free, ) X3 z+ H! u# K
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
" ?+ N& y8 Z4 qStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
4 J( n( R4 s$ l* ESwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
! S4 L- L2 n! D5 h1 r2 bColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, / ?" x i: Q) ~
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.
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& U9 [$ {$ s' P: RFor they could not love you, but still your love was true,
& l! j* g# @' z2 Y' M2 s+ DAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, * c2 s9 ^; s- V* |) M3 J c7 @
You took your life as lovers ofter do,
. Q# Z1 Q/ V! F( iBut I could have told you, Vincent,
5 p3 p, Z, H* d. {0 `This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. ; S' H1 Z2 {& G6 r
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
) {* k1 e5 c5 G4 vFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. 3 h- G P3 U& R! m# n) T" M6 T
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
/ ?0 Y/ C, Q( Y0 X& ]& C- a* \4 P2 @The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. 3 w# n. r+ `$ R: R4 M& o- H
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Now I think I know what you tried to say to me, * a2 s+ `5 Q% b( ]) W& w
How you suffered for you sanity,
) _7 N0 E( [3 C7 `( _' g6 j. iHow you tried to set them free,
( b: |$ u6 f7 y+ T0 m5 C0 C/ {They would not listen they're not listening still, & E: Z/ R( d; }$ ^( a
Perhaps they never will. |
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