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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, ( l, x) K% [! k! I) i
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, / ?% s* ?& `4 ^' ? ~
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
5 u3 P. @2 T) a/ }Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. , E, B; S& O) {) A1 c s! z: k
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
: [+ @2 P; ]* WHow you suffered for you sanity,
" F* H+ ~4 q/ z. g7 c; B4 fHow you tried to set them free,
{8 L' F) b, c" [+ A/ IThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. 9 C5 F5 c o+ d7 l9 b9 c
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, 5 U# w E J: D
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
, a* F4 d- I/ Q; D3 h$ H9 `Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
7 _5 \6 m: K- H! TWeathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. ( v4 a1 O9 M( p/ G# E, Q' [8 |% j
* V/ b% {! P9 W8 l& FFor they could not love you, but still your love was true,
4 n- q8 A+ G# EAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
8 R6 s/ d& k, C- [You took your life as lovers ofter do, 6 H- @0 \0 n3 i5 k4 `
But I could have told you, Vincent, ! p$ i+ v) Y3 C1 @
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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& n0 R2 f0 l CStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
, O5 {2 b. j" F, `1 ZFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
6 j/ `2 O5 b7 J. LLike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, ! O4 q. J4 J1 Y% H$ R4 Z9 g: _
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. . R1 X' H2 f4 `
2 ^6 o/ x; i1 G. p( CNow I think I know what you tried to say to me, 7 o8 x8 j7 V1 j7 d1 J5 ~
How you suffered for you sanity,; I+ i3 w* g) ^5 ]. E/ o9 ]3 h
How you tried to set them free,
, U0 q, _% q( ]They would not listen they're not listening still,
& t6 m' s: f: ?3 w* vPerhaps they never will. |
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