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- v9 }3 x# A9 N5 zStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, 2 _5 Q3 j- s; a! V' W
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, 7 N+ n& C6 {# f& ~ V
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
* M; a) f- _4 I- cCatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. 8 Y8 _2 |/ d* g9 c; E
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
; K/ E4 N8 q r h2 l2 YHow you suffered for you sanity, 9 V' Z5 G! ~( w' \
How you tried to set them free,
1 p8 j0 T( ]/ W+ V. x: H$ K. w# eThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
! ~& \5 a: B% Z( c7 k2 B# sStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
L7 |: W3 J8 y9 h3 ySwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
) p% E# j; o' |* t7 h8 IColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, " `# k9 C3 K5 ?; Z v/ P3 ]3 {
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, 1 p- z3 ^7 q8 o9 Y8 s
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, - [) M M+ n9 {) Q
You took your life as lovers ofter do,
% C! i, Q9 y) X3 {4 C! yBut I could have told you, Vincent,
1 f. U5 U1 Y, ]& b6 { m+ PThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. # o8 C, X: g/ k
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
0 ?& L) F5 t' HFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
' p3 Z& ^( K7 ]; R$ O# _Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, " ]1 m: T6 @! Y2 y1 O( G
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
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9 w; n9 R6 ^4 D BNow I think I know what you tried to say to me, ) s, i8 |6 v& _9 Y i6 o- B
How you suffered for you sanity,, M: ]4 C7 \( b s3 Z; |. f$ G5 e8 H
How you tried to set them free, . v8 G7 Y; t7 ]0 s) K
They would not listen they're not listening still, % c$ E( A: `: A7 }1 c. s
Perhaps they never will. |
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