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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
4 q" h3 ?% u H7 O( ALook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
) B( o, K( t- \ GShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
+ p: t& M1 a% Q) _/ ~2 ^5 B, fCatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. 5 X, K# W5 e0 \' t& P
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,4 X+ v! a+ K" s! L
How you suffered for you sanity,
( ]; e# m3 L7 a* JHow you tried to set them free, * @2 g8 t9 p- c+ h3 L, \
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. / i* l& O6 u( X( ~: i j; P7 ?6 v
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
4 h+ ]- S) k* \- f6 SSwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, w. R0 b% E3 d; ~* v# H
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, : d8 e3 ~ W6 ~4 p
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. . F5 R3 z( ^+ A- y# p
" `/ i" C( H& @# oFor they could not love you, but still your love was true, w; q0 z% t1 Q$ z
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, ; m1 B5 m# d: m& C* b" j
You took your life as lovers ofter do, / _- H. M0 ~' ^' t9 y$ |, m
But I could have told you, Vincent,
+ R8 d* o/ d! O+ Y9 `This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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5 q A( x* L2 [ f8 YStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
$ v; ~9 X/ \2 ^Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. " d0 v( H% o8 t+ Q7 H
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
8 x6 g( k7 ?; b5 ]; x% DThe 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, ; B5 \- P6 y. S7 J& J
How you suffered for you sanity,
0 r5 D3 j. A8 p8 ~+ `4 q' eHow you tried to set them free,
2 l2 K% d! a7 f: }9 a7 z1 s1 PThey would not listen they're not listening still,
5 _. F- U `- s5 Y* H# OPerhaps they never will. |
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