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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
. A; _% r& Z' f+ k5 y; uLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, ( v6 ]! M) N4 J. S3 ^* O
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
) O0 x7 r# e/ i5 zCatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
6 j |" C: F" mNow I understand what you tried to say to me,
$ X$ i' N9 p% S6 Z. E6 fHow you suffered for you sanity,
% v& N1 j5 s6 Q0 x, THow you tried to set them free,
9 g% e" e+ h9 w2 W9 w1 XThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
8 f0 k0 {) h; N8 hStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, / ? v& L2 @ l; ?: G& W' R
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, ' u- i/ X2 P+ W. u" U
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
: h6 s! V# V* D/ ?/ @Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. : Y# e+ K1 l z* e0 d
# o# \* ^+ ~% E% [For they could not love you, but still your love was true, ! P: i. C" J) k0 h
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
& V: P J5 z5 \1 RYou took your life as lovers ofter do, . q9 E) ]2 d! v, O
But I could have told you, Vincent,
7 |3 K1 M- w) UThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. 2 g$ `6 K" X- g2 e I
; }8 W: r& q0 _( [/ m# j- wStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
; P% P. m5 u* G1 j% ]6 m. NFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. / z4 ^1 \+ ?+ g6 M2 G, e$ G8 R
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
9 T. d% X$ O" I) vThe silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
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Now I think I know what you tried to say to me,
3 Z2 s- r+ U+ T. B- SHow you suffered for you sanity,
* w, h" u9 ~! s+ z; ^How you tried to set them free, # Q! ?; m; n4 f; S- k" ~
They would not listen they're not listening still, / K b4 C1 m, r+ R: S
Perhaps they never will. |
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