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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, 0 l; }+ o: Y* P8 N
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
* ]5 c6 t$ D) i, a7 XShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,! D. |* n6 m) U2 a j3 L
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
5 _0 R U. Q. ]5 XNow I understand what you tried to say to me,
6 o0 R* } t- k( d* Z5 \2 OHow you suffered for you sanity,
( U4 ?# J% x RHow you tried to set them free, 2 i; y- f/ Q1 J2 g
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. & [0 ~& F- P/ D% ?9 x
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
: |5 @( _; j, r" o2 SSwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, 8 n0 ^# v. q$ J1 `% Z( i# s8 \
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
1 N9 R# M" ~% `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, + N5 z8 ^# Y' |$ @5 u% m
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, 6 ~) [ Y' r5 L! x5 |! h( o
You took your life as lovers ofter do, ! Y+ s2 Q+ P0 I
But I could have told you, Vincent, 9 Z d0 l' o, k, P, O
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
- U0 X$ H7 |( l2 V7 C; @1 r8 ?Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. - c8 Q/ h* j1 i- ~
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
2 B& A, x/ O! x0 XThe silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. ' f3 Y. ?' B: @3 E! l [* ]+ @, q
7 S, m$ b) w8 F6 v' @1 UNow I think I know what you tried to say to me, , |1 }1 M% X# v, v2 _7 ]- r
How you suffered for you sanity,! a- L8 M$ b; i1 \ D
How you tried to set them free, , I, J# r/ C! J8 m' t0 W
They would not listen they're not listening still, + ^. I4 {. M: W: x3 @% a8 P! J
Perhaps they never will. |
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