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6 p, [% h# x T" U3 n6 |0 C' oStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, # ]6 w3 r8 P9 d2 Y
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
2 T8 f6 A N- ^" }' WShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
2 X0 ?6 D. N" Q; e: CCatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
F; p2 q8 u1 p% G3 m& j5 S4 sNow I understand what you tried to say to me,# T5 q4 V, W3 _, w, {
How you suffered for you sanity,
% j: O2 [2 u' W# s. p. W* EHow you tried to set them free, . b- ~% I4 H5 c% K6 U
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. / s3 O3 l) u0 l* j; C
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
9 z( g9 m% |/ n+ H2 xSwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, 7 J0 F( A4 Z, P
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, , }* A1 k8 |: P
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.
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0 i O# f- @% D& I" p+ @6 }For they could not love you, but still your love was true, - X; a8 }" O. X8 b
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, & }8 D6 h5 A- q; M
You took your life as lovers ofter do,
& }3 t# D* B K8 OBut I could have told you, Vincent,
. c8 q: J1 T9 fThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. 3 e9 I$ ^( s; z" x( \
0 r- k5 d2 u1 NStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, ; N- o: |* _$ R5 R4 h: v3 K6 y
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. - s2 W& R$ L- I6 o$ K
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, 7 [5 N4 W( T O, K. `* O
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,
+ }& a0 F9 Y) N1 ?5 J& `How you suffered for you sanity,
3 p% g3 \9 `# \! W& `6 ?7 O' |6 A; n( xHow you tried to set them free,
- q+ T0 j7 {% g" y/ h! |4 Q/ Q8 UThey would not listen they're not listening still,
" R' c B, O8 |9 q; M% g4 yPerhaps they never will. |
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