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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
% d; I# J" E$ M& {/ |, @* M0 jLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, ! u6 V" |/ v' ~& p: U
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,) V! a7 m; G1 n) `
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
# F* P8 ^5 b% T b4 E. JNow I understand what you tried to say to me,
: S$ N8 N5 i1 |, uHow you suffered for you sanity, ; e9 e# j2 X6 H" O& E% k
How you tried to set them free,
! c) D! m8 B0 `9 P% L" |2 WThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
/ \; c3 L$ h' t5 c9 IStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, % @9 F3 G1 g5 v
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, 9 X: Z/ f r! X3 k- U
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, 2 k' A! \8 h' }1 M% `0 d+ I
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. " g9 @3 b5 v1 h
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For they could not love you, but still your love was true, 6 Q# `- b7 ]0 A* J" p
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, " A7 l; W* U2 Y! K7 p z
You took your life as lovers ofter do, % ~, J, }2 |# p, w! L* O
But I could have told you, Vincent,
- A1 K/ d) }$ O# T3 UThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. - r2 x% c) z" ]: s8 F
, {8 m) C6 n$ W, Q/ CStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, ; Q. }9 j2 p# I8 N9 _' D8 o( p
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
P7 j4 l1 K s, Q4 @1 J2 @Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
8 i$ l1 Y6 i4 BThe silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. 8 y6 J2 U, A0 ]. q9 Q9 l
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Now I think I know what you tried to say to me,
9 W8 u" \( k x' a) c6 F/ G/ L% qHow you suffered for you sanity,
# a3 k& b+ e6 Q- j) d6 r, v5 T% i- THow you tried to set them free, : P# [5 @. c# Q4 A5 y- u' I
They would not listen they're not listening still,
9 ^6 n1 w7 \, K [7 }+ P& S/ ?Perhaps they never will. |
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