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9 B& Z. z2 a8 _4 X% ?" AStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, # W2 q) X1 f% N5 c6 y
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, $ c% y {; y+ G e
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
' O5 k2 N: q" Y7 YCatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
- ?* y: Q! ?7 E( i5 J3 ]Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
& B m8 a2 T9 p6 J% h* CHow you suffered for you sanity,
- D$ z' S5 b, z8 M( tHow you tried to set them free, 5 K/ a/ K4 ?5 R1 |- l$ E8 ^2 _
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
4 l8 } E6 A4 X' MStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
. q! a/ C0 d/ L$ M6 ~' VSwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
- ~. v/ z7 f( i- [Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, ! L* Y1 q0 u" S" p/ 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,
: l% i7 ?: v/ Y: @" E7 t2 TAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, 6 n' B8 W/ Q4 R
You took your life as lovers ofter do,
# U- H! V& X9 d0 |9 `; v; CBut I could have told you, Vincent,
6 R' G$ L# c& r2 w- g" UThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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, x) ?0 S. \' x$ cStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
2 e0 V7 n5 {( y) ?4 k' bFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
) |6 k% g2 w- |2 nLike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
8 R t4 L0 J/ x: `' NThe 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, 8 t/ ? o' z5 c2 d1 e5 g) x' ~1 Y
How you suffered for you sanity,. U8 z& r; O$ v/ i9 h0 z( ]9 j' ^' [
How you tried to set them free, - g# _. `+ A' u
They would not listen they're not listening still, 2 D, a; t L* U& M+ {$ x
Perhaps they never will. |
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