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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
$ D* `% R. ]# k; [2 PLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, + c$ q( F( V* Y9 n8 S
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
' F% {7 R3 I8 l a( g# kCatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
# H! j. m. e$ d' l+ n& G2 mNow I understand what you tried to say to me,
) o( o6 Q; _, pHow you suffered for you sanity, ) C& D' \1 L w2 B- h
How you tried to set them free, - a8 v& L; |# ]( A: s
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
' l7 y" K! F. Y: X. BStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, ! d& C5 {" l4 w% X- F
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
; V' h1 L' V6 d* ^; wColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
8 c$ e/ t" `3 ZWeathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. 4 L* m( W& }; }
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For they could not love you, but still your love was true,
1 p" o& W2 R/ ]% wAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, # _' ^2 W/ p5 k, \8 n$ L, I
You took your life as lovers ofter do,
! z- H' ~) _- ~, C+ }: ~But I could have told you, Vincent,
% F. f" b' f# Q: e/ NThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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7 N' C" d: O) sStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
$ Q g4 M7 F* a- f4 K% WFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. 3 u9 s0 o/ F1 t, D+ Y' @+ C+ c
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
' o$ Q# A- I9 p% J u' uThe silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
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4 W( _( s6 q+ ]2 D# m& JNow I think I know what you tried to say to me,
4 Z4 K4 V+ w8 J8 j s h& T4 LHow you suffered for you sanity,
t. Y; D7 f; x/ w: t, l) ^How you tried to set them free, 7 l, W' [; }+ k+ B% c& k
They would not listen they're not listening still,
! e" Y; d: J: N2 W% a( j# yPerhaps they never will. |
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