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+ l5 @# W. h, M" ?2 E0 l: YStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
6 \% [4 R' @! K B: U" OLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, . z8 V0 C5 l* N/ e& X% A. i
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
. c0 S1 b! W2 `$ M5 [Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. 0 J" p o, l W; C4 F
Now I understand what you tried to say to me," f. i( x3 b4 }5 L' Z
How you suffered for you sanity,
" P$ O1 u3 [5 l- ^How you tried to set them free, - C% K5 ?! C# Q! y8 T0 y
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. ' D5 R' H1 t2 [# W. G
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, - P- H" @2 e% G$ x
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, ; ^. T Y8 p7 Y
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, 6 ?2 M0 _$ m+ x9 p
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.
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* \ c8 k5 C1 I0 EFor they could not love you, but still your love was true, " i* {( Z5 l- [2 u- {: A" B
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
" p& G+ D( v6 N% z) V* VYou took your life as lovers ofter do, # _! k7 D4 n& U7 k9 u0 L, x
But I could have told you, Vincent, 9 K \" q3 j, d3 [
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, $ C3 G: t5 _0 `$ i \3 U# H+ t
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
% D! |$ K- y- |& Q# OLike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
+ J. @& u5 Q' j: }0 kThe 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 S$ }: ~4 \; V. hHow you suffered for you sanity,& f1 D5 m; o! w! i9 A/ U
How you tried to set them free,
( E d/ q L( K. CThey would not listen they're not listening still,
2 F$ ?" K! y# E2 m2 k9 |Perhaps they never will. |
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