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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, " r, O; S/ E* K0 ?
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
" d: k. G- n7 u9 W$ i. nShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
/ A8 I2 z( }; aCatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. * q( d6 p+ t1 ` G5 b
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
k7 I4 N8 x3 e( iHow you suffered for you sanity, ; g% Y4 u" t" S+ b8 M$ |
How you tried to set them free,
! X2 Z, I7 H, X4 P U/ ]- @They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. 0 x* e! P8 q5 Y2 p2 A/ {
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
% P, y! T9 h& ?: XSwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, . Y" T7 y2 v6 |& g. J, _
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
8 B3 l; O" m8 p& HWeathered 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, 0 E* {: b3 R' `5 H
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
9 v- P/ u2 z3 m K: RYou took your life as lovers ofter do, + {8 V) Z& \2 O3 {# L
But I could have told you, Vincent,
' W( u: H& ?) fThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. 7 l" a" w) d X1 [
( p* D: Z% d+ W2 RStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, ' o, q( T" j) u! c( }/ L7 `2 q
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
2 H" s$ f9 ]# I8 A" JLike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, ; o p3 M6 c3 V7 L
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. 6 X- }: B9 E' T
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Now I think I know what you tried to say to me,
3 I$ W# F6 f/ g# i/ b+ VHow you suffered for you sanity,) k' s; e2 ~* ^) _
How you tried to set them free,
! J, b- ~$ j5 IThey would not listen they're not listening still,
2 X" l5 }, {( Z8 {- I* c4 X) j% gPerhaps they never will. |
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