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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
/ C6 L& }5 y9 CLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, ) `7 l% M6 r% \0 u0 w9 x$ m( k
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,( [8 _- d' \% H Z# q# Y( g6 m
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
# ?6 G% r0 S) B# l3 C1 {& sNow I understand what you tried to say to me,
5 G6 {4 I$ |7 W5 t8 ]How you suffered for you sanity,
; T( m* x/ q ?+ C bHow you tried to set them free, % T# {+ u0 q3 D2 A7 p
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. 7 ?( `. F/ e$ @% ?9 s8 R1 `
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
4 y4 a! ?% s3 G% o. K$ c ?& qSwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, ' c( B5 m0 n; \+ e
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, 6 o' O* m9 n- ]
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. " b8 n" C( g) l
% q# `: j% y) H8 G6 ?For they could not love you, but still your love was true,
' N+ x2 d% x$ r4 UAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
) t" s% K& u# I! L! ]& PYou took your life as lovers ofter do,
/ U5 |9 x# C. K CBut I could have told you, Vincent,
( R+ D" U* b) ?2 l! nThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
; x* g5 W% ]& K8 i' Y* SFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. 2 L ?! z7 u' j5 l" N
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, , w% {8 t1 p6 Q$ A
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. 0 g: `9 f5 x9 v5 I
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Now I think I know what you tried to say to me, " _- }( }2 h' x% R$ @3 `' K- G
How you suffered for you sanity,
+ M- P6 L) Y. d# h0 X& N" IHow you tried to set them free, # Y0 y: |, `( l# E5 }5 _
They would not listen they're not listening still,
, J7 l: F6 p4 p& k# r- Z$ s* v8 @Perhaps they never will. |
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