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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
( V) K- z4 F9 ?* qLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, " c0 K7 } _1 X* |
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
# e4 q7 m B* S; dCatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. ( E0 L7 a8 E! E! ~
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
- b' Y' J4 R) w( W/ x, AHow you suffered for you sanity,
; i/ R+ g/ P) o2 SHow you tried to set them free,
Q" s8 C" [7 S9 S! W1 h1 |. b- jThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. 6 o4 e( C( n( D$ a# w- w: s
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
: |$ X0 P+ ]# e2 k: \: }9 \' BSwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
5 U" p7 j" x7 m; L3 aColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
/ a( ?. f9 ~, e6 ]4 @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,
) q( ?- |. k- J0 f& U' ~Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
/ \2 L$ F' m" z+ f* \You took your life as lovers ofter do, \7 V, v% H; D H
But I could have told you, Vincent,
) Z7 X' e) m' B lThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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* o: S4 }5 ~) l9 B! [- uStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, $ L# P* a( {6 Y- y9 I+ L
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. 5 t- L: \, Z3 W i; ]
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
" @/ R1 E' ?* \The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. ' q- E4 \- O0 {/ H7 m, W5 Q6 P
* ^ r! k( E; ~6 KNow I think I know what you tried to say to me,
2 y( L' k& t1 Y. NHow you suffered for you sanity,. S" I, l$ y/ |4 d3 g) ?% y
How you tried to set them free,
, j1 t# D- V5 b0 \3 eThey would not listen they're not listening still,
, E8 X/ R# e C- ^( ]2 BPerhaps they never will. |
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