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9 _5 Q6 R! K6 W' o M2 nStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, * b( C5 P% ^. R) ]7 N3 {
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
) D0 L. W9 x: Y' sShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,' F# d- E( k2 w( e
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
- C* y0 c) g' oNow I understand what you tried to say to me,
- B& {, U$ V1 W& J% }How you suffered for you sanity, 5 V: F. e& N4 q
How you tried to set them free,
. ^; ~: ~* P t8 q# mThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
2 f+ V: M2 r# w8 {Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
4 j+ h( X* ^6 j+ w) |3 a8 FSwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
% o' h9 i8 w/ T! UColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, 0 a; f9 O7 c! Y
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. # _# U- j' j4 h( |
4 W3 b9 Z0 I, ?8 x1 SFor they could not love you, but still your love was true,
6 i ?! R& W' o5 tAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
& x0 h& v6 U% n; E! XYou took your life as lovers ofter do,
5 M$ r$ g, d5 { }But I could have told you, Vincent, 9 a, z$ y. ]8 E: i3 U8 O
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. ( y, t ]) a7 S( l/ a
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, 4 i6 X: U. k; C! p9 G
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
0 \7 V, c0 m5 C! R% {- z/ ]Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
: Q) F5 g3 {: c) hThe silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. 4 S, g' f" X1 u) B
5 v3 N" k7 S5 t# v4 v: H+ JNow I think I know what you tried to say to me,
1 M+ U- i0 J1 FHow you suffered for you sanity,
+ L1 k% W2 Z x2 J- `' U9 BHow you tried to set them free, P" v2 r& ^& c0 p4 C! Z; o7 t
They would not listen they're not listening still, ( ]# h: L" R2 f' q I$ e
Perhaps they never will. |
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