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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
' U* `2 Q! i+ h; _5 ?; _Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, # h; g- [+ @/ T( G6 Q
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
) K+ B* C8 @6 p6 k" C5 yCatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
* w) Q G: }& o( Q' S5 c0 _Now I understand what you tried to say to me,; b l. h" ?6 i9 w' i$ r
How you suffered for you sanity,
; ~! K& p0 A# q5 j' X/ QHow you tried to set them free, ( \ e4 |9 _& I6 d0 S4 i9 w b7 k
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
7 O& c6 ^5 v% p, L1 FStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, ! t+ C- h% f, u$ t! S1 X
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
7 l& ^9 [5 R, ]3 nColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, 2 _4 b/ m4 @# r0 ~5 C
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. * A$ N8 E+ V2 F+ L
- a4 W! B: W- d- IFor they could not love you, but still your love was true, # K# f) N& @+ P
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
- e. A* A! Q! u6 t0 o6 ?You took your life as lovers ofter do, 7 W4 [0 D( f! v3 [! O
But I could have told you, Vincent, ; P3 c/ J$ d7 u9 T
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
( T$ d# r' r0 U. ~Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. ' J$ a4 o& S/ j% n7 q6 B$ Q4 \
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, * F) U! e- ?5 h1 h; J# f2 F3 L
The 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,
5 y( ?" C- X1 }( s9 m1 [6 AHow you suffered for you sanity,1 e% u8 u* V" J% m0 c
How you tried to set them free, 4 p6 i8 G/ R; l0 ?
They would not listen they're not listening still, : T Q7 t, p" y( E" I) \
Perhaps they never will. |
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