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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, 0 w. R2 L9 g( Y# ~2 \9 @+ U- i
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
g" `7 K2 `$ C# ?: f$ ]Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,8 G! \/ D1 [& G' P. m3 l" C& i
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. " v [* V; _7 i) S
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
: k# c5 ^+ f2 `- aHow you suffered for you sanity,
- b) ^" P! \7 n4 O; e6 jHow you tried to set them free,
M1 j! O$ S5 g' sThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
# u w9 k0 x) EStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, % e+ G/ t. O `
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
" R+ p6 s; v( b: ]* {% CColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, " ^0 \4 Z9 E0 G- m( O
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.
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; r! E3 s ^0 xFor they could not love you, but still your love was true,
- h* E( L5 Q2 _( VAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, ( u- ~" C5 Y; ?
You took your life as lovers ofter do,
% D. _& l* G1 g5 Z" `! D: aBut I could have told you, Vincent,
+ n! g7 H5 Y! O2 ~- YThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. , X3 j& L N4 H8 c
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
1 x' m& D- x1 o1 j9 G( ZFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
) R! ^) _: p$ t3 m T6 XLike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
% R) R6 G, h0 U! n% X/ jThe 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,
6 \0 m; m- L& X3 s hHow you suffered for you sanity,
2 N4 q/ C: Z, d" V/ |# AHow you tried to set them free, 4 r8 ^7 H* H: q5 [( z' ]# B+ i
They would not listen they're not listening still, 6 G- M/ n+ ]9 }" h: x b0 T
Perhaps they never will. |
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