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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, - ^. a1 ~% o5 U* h. G
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
1 j; v9 |6 P, x" V# xShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,0 o% W/ }8 X% R) t o2 N
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. Z0 z8 [6 m; i; `6 t
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,2 ~# h8 C# T" A
How you suffered for you sanity, % Y- X# s# X0 \& n! a+ n# |
How you tried to set them free,
# r8 p% D1 r8 V: \: J) FThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
% b1 l. Y: ? lStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, 2 h6 @) P* C8 H
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
7 P; y# ]2 L# Q! H) XColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
( [0 X( i, W! Q* ]Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.
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For they could not love you, but still your love was true, 7 e1 ]8 }3 d, a- C: a4 F" L
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
- I- a/ n0 E& uYou took your life as lovers ofter do,
' W7 @6 N* e" [) u9 @" p; H( ABut I could have told you, Vincent, 8 \* N: J9 D$ l+ c6 I }
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. / T3 U: a0 f( h2 H( d
8 F- W. A( i, K" x( |Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
, n. j8 ?: F. K1 uFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. 2 h/ i* `. q$ w% m" ]
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, # @$ R7 R, [# |& G& p y
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
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( f! E: {& i! F$ @# ~1 X6 rNow I think I know what you tried to say to me, * i# h' p8 U) B, _0 Q* _$ y
How you suffered for you sanity,
/ P' g) h, B8 f2 w% v+ h/ N& NHow you tried to set them free, $ c7 h" V% \' Z1 ?$ }% P
They would not listen they're not listening still, $ e4 k$ z6 m6 o' t/ F, ^ i
Perhaps they never will. |
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