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' {. u$ C% ^* [( w) JStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, . N1 W6 A7 f+ Z Q
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
# N4 ^7 G9 I0 u4 M8 DShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
( Z$ a' P# r" E& `" cCatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. 8 D8 ]1 Y. G9 h8 D, U U
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
1 a q. y$ }" EHow you suffered for you sanity,
7 e' T& l2 @* sHow you tried to set them free,
/ o) m. q; Z- Y) ^# M, ?/ }! e" IThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
6 F$ K6 I+ g8 v5 m5 e9 i8 W$ |Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
4 _) V5 W% V# V+ @Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
+ f) [- d( o5 d# L6 p$ iColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
; J$ g6 u# F/ Y3 JWeathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.
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0 g3 R" u9 h& x- R( a+ x8 t2 aFor they could not love you, but still your love was true,
# ^( u2 z+ ~% MAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, 3 h) I: z' k" L( J
You took your life as lovers ofter do, i: m$ a" S3 V
But I could have told you, Vincent,
4 e( M" s7 C' K6 E$ Y. s4 PThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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' v+ U" q5 U( Y! rStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
2 o* w; [& p/ |. G0 }; pFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
* m) A" n' [3 o! C4 w: k) vLike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, 9 Z! p9 t3 g7 s1 Y
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. ( {" \3 D z; e0 `1 ~9 k5 Q
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Now I think I know what you tried to say to me,
# i u: g* Q/ S5 T" RHow you suffered for you sanity,
+ |/ P6 q, @3 G0 R& ]* D( jHow you tried to set them free,
' ^+ O$ P( w, @6 M% Z2 s! p2 }1 }They would not listen they're not listening still,
$ m5 e% d$ ~8 L% Z! T* r( C3 HPerhaps they never will. |
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