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1 T, \- z& V0 H5 n/ R8 y+ A' ^Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, : S" E! r2 w' a+ F0 N, _
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
& d+ j" d) ?. E( O: g4 EShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,1 `9 R: E6 x4 p" N
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
9 L9 j* T6 [+ I Q2 H6 @0 oNow I understand what you tried to say to me,5 s Q$ J6 }. {0 C
How you suffered for you sanity,
; F3 r# N) J1 B/ ZHow you tried to set them free, + d- g/ ^0 s) e4 ?$ v
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. ( E& L! l0 `( c3 @% p
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
2 F* L3 b, \+ Y. `Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, - k7 l& _: [2 L8 z6 L$ W$ }
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, ) s) w7 z2 F w9 R
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, 4 F i$ a! f) }7 k7 m
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, - W4 N7 V6 j1 r
You took your life as lovers ofter do,
9 u7 L' I, _) c. cBut I could have told you, Vincent,
' V* ]) ^# v1 {# v& o0 yThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. % |7 E: d& ?6 w: i7 P1 d
! q- q5 o9 [0 }& q c# ]Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, 3 w# ?+ e% T% ~9 v+ x
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. , u# H2 V& `% r4 a2 C
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, , w& M8 E1 ]' s# s: J! {
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. ' Z0 x2 g8 j& [ y7 O( d7 U
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Now I think I know what you tried to say to me, # V1 j& _ ?& f5 ?7 r3 ]( v* {) @9 ]
How you suffered for you sanity,4 x* D5 k* j. y% z
How you tried to set them free,
1 s' F9 m x1 u7 b% _They would not listen they're not listening still, / s7 c7 e4 h1 D: g* h9 G- t
Perhaps they never will. |
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