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4 s$ s4 t6 ~. IStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, 2 r$ v4 J. ~/ N( i5 g8 G& Y
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, + E4 n/ ?0 F9 g, K
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
8 v8 K$ ]# C6 ]; OCatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. ' L' n$ [4 e+ l+ }
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
0 h @2 M9 X0 o* `1 a; OHow you suffered for you sanity, " N W. G" i. l5 x) `: o m
How you tried to set them free,
) l/ V; R2 n4 v1 z+ vThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
* x) }; m6 {$ Z, KStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
7 j2 r( ]5 F- \, p KSwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, ( L6 g: C5 W5 x* Z. Y: \( T
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
, `, O2 M6 }. `! zWeathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. : Q2 j' M3 O7 F
( @4 P! T; q) o3 s2 yFor they could not love you, but still your love was true, " [: g5 V& z+ P$ o( k1 @/ }
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
) G; D# c0 f8 uYou took your life as lovers ofter do, $ D! ]( w* d1 i( D# f3 h
But I could have told you, Vincent,
7 T, k7 }' l$ c* m, fThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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Y) p/ [& Z6 |, IStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
* p% n* r: a! `2 F4 xFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. / D. i& m% j+ ]5 F. D
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, ! S" T2 e; \" F8 K& G5 c/ P4 z
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
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/ s+ p8 R+ I/ s6 y$ G) O8 b/ sNow I think I know what you tried to say to me, * d, ]/ o/ E" V% g8 u
How you suffered for you sanity,
- ^6 [5 [! M+ j1 H8 J1 C2 kHow you tried to set them free,
$ _2 A% P3 j# k$ sThey would not listen they're not listening still, . i1 m3 x) b( l J' `' _/ `3 J/ {
Perhaps they never will. |
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