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* w5 G+ a; A) V6 tStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, ) D, D. @ ~/ |* Y0 {
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, ) s' A$ d8 J j8 T4 J t% k
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
% C. ^+ w6 X# UCatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
5 p9 l9 C$ T9 UNow I understand what you tried to say to me,; Y5 M+ n" R) _( I3 w
How you suffered for you sanity,
9 w( U1 ^9 ?, P% d9 FHow you tried to set them free, 3 a3 y9 c: d6 a" I% j$ K
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. 2 l( ?2 H, o8 ]
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, 6 n1 k5 |/ P3 X3 N4 R
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, + P3 B0 h8 o. z q' u8 e
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
4 D8 w$ V) y" l: x/ r" S7 VWeathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. , k" ]; \4 q: H) T& ^
1 W. r5 n5 I+ V$ a0 D3 IFor they could not love you, but still your love was true, 1 j0 }- y6 c6 _7 K7 f
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, - w$ e: c7 i2 }- Z
You took your life as lovers ofter do, / Z0 W. U S2 I. M! S
But I could have told you, Vincent,
, p; H( k7 X; z) ]7 }* ~This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. ! u4 E' o. R( f4 U
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
}; L3 a. ~/ jFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. " \% \, j" Z8 \1 y; }
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
9 G- Z I1 }( j9 i1 g& l' p% MThe 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, y0 b' Q0 y4 |
How you suffered for you sanity,! i e" Y% I3 Q& u+ D
How you tried to set them free,
/ e5 l1 n2 }* E( U* R/ }# }They would not listen they're not listening still,
9 {4 `$ f. N! n. t% l. ]Perhaps they never will. |
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