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) i4 i- D9 W3 {+ kStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
+ F! N! I; t! u1 tLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, ) W _0 l, P7 W& @& I/ l
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
) W$ S9 H9 `! `6 uCatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
$ W, S$ v" U- BNow I understand what you tried to say to me,
; M) e4 p, v6 [' }How you suffered for you sanity, 2 R" q4 X& d' U8 K& U* K
How you tried to set them free,
/ \; F$ a8 Z. ]; M3 s1 d1 Q( vThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. 2 W* M) B8 B! z( j4 c! p
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, 3 s G/ ^+ {: q1 U
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
; T l( W, L- ^. l+ N2 z5 jColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, , _) s' w5 A8 Z7 t" U% j* y
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. 1 b+ C, r4 ?2 x. |* D
. Q' ~" X. v2 u7 [/ WFor they could not love you, but still your love was true, 7 ]/ h3 E5 o3 r5 q
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, ' G! |7 j6 f5 \ O, r6 n
You took your life as lovers ofter do,
# [2 S6 |! B* A) EBut I could have told you, Vincent, ' R. @/ x3 t5 _4 G2 s4 O
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. & a1 b+ K' T4 q. D
$ Q+ x6 |0 z6 _/ d. ]Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, K) B# o" T+ m
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. 0 x% W7 i7 P+ A7 ?3 a) a
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, / @/ D: Q! a% O6 r$ F" q
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. , t" _7 {" ?+ z4 D4 D. I {8 A
, U& y! i& [% `; G6 rNow I think I know what you tried to say to me,
$ u( p) F3 x9 H$ }How you suffered for you sanity,
3 \9 [& D% F l4 }8 CHow you tried to set them free, 0 N a% s% M x
They would not listen they're not listening still,
. _8 h; E' Z& L! M0 U9 VPerhaps they never will. |
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