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6 @. d3 O5 P- V& ~* Z5 L, {Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
" k) I8 D* X; E z2 Z/ i" aLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, % d3 c& j+ ?6 C2 ]
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,! Z( T1 d! |* E1 E4 U
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
8 B3 I6 y. {! k$ H" ~Now I understand what you tried to say to me,; j; `8 i# F" }2 l9 S) F9 ?$ h
How you suffered for you sanity, + \8 Y# E! r! \2 {
How you tried to set them free,
; B% S4 A+ B) p. EThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
/ z0 h t: u KStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
) K2 Z0 }6 C8 ySwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, % {" t9 F3 t4 w1 z( [* G. k
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
3 g) n) r& g/ `2 b6 _' LWeathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.
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* y$ g( B! Z" O$ ]For they could not love you, but still your love was true,
k7 w. B% l3 Q W9 [! DAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, ) T( c% Q. v) F- p- B: [
You took your life as lovers ofter do, % J# I) g" I/ a; o0 K
But I could have told you, Vincent,
' P; m) z ?: p& J2 [9 \, |This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. ! Q6 |# R1 I" \+ O0 k* L
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
2 L! n* m2 G+ O. M8 {% G5 UFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. 2 [- L, T F9 A9 d9 [3 Y
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
8 f2 l% e c! U) G3 J# vThe silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. : V! N% l8 O' `7 f. W& y
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Now I think I know what you tried to say to me, 5 t% _9 f0 Z; X3 S( [
How you suffered for you sanity,1 C3 K3 h$ r$ K1 F& e2 \' M Q
How you tried to set them free,
6 A" c% O1 X$ pThey would not listen they're not listening still, 6 _' f2 q& }% s6 \
Perhaps they never will. |
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