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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
" { k5 M$ m/ i$ u) s" A5 b% \Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, 7 U4 [9 v' G( I! o
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
* a! M' a% M$ v% |Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
+ @0 b& y; @; |1 L2 u( n6 f# j+ I0 S' P0 ]Now I understand what you tried to say to me,* ], |$ ~: t: E5 L
How you suffered for you sanity,
. n) r# Q9 V4 {& BHow you tried to set them free, 8 o8 l% D8 h( O I1 `' D8 r
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
7 E$ k; k$ i. M' ?: e6 WStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, 2 A, g1 d% G/ N
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
% h* [* s' I/ {$ E; K6 |3 \Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, 9 X) |& Y$ I) v& T+ f
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. ' m" V4 \9 w8 `1 x
: A2 Z. r( s! ~/ b! RFor they could not love you, but still your love was true,
7 d- u) D6 d6 \" j- x" hAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, ( T" O) s1 m0 v$ x4 n
You took your life as lovers ofter do, ' a; g/ x9 ^% ^6 |( G2 t \/ Y
But I could have told you, Vincent,
2 y! D* ?5 K0 a' mThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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' f9 | r3 |. `8 T/ A* {2 mStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
$ M5 z, n; q$ i- TFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. 6 P- l' ?" f) p/ V
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
' n1 ] ~- L- BThe silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. + V- l2 z- ^$ c* F: b, ^
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Now I think I know what you tried to say to me, $ E5 j9 b' }9 ]! K' m
How you suffered for you sanity,
. T3 e- _2 b! hHow you tried to set them free, # U$ l5 L3 \; }5 P$ h& s7 U J
They would not listen they're not listening still,
2 V O. j5 [! oPerhaps they never will. |
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