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7 y9 }: o4 c- g) E# y; o$ y( F3 I) KStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, / d8 g3 q8 g3 ^! \
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
. v5 C# M4 [: H, R1 V0 r+ @" q- cShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,+ R5 y% @ w7 r3 k0 I0 u. _" w8 j
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. 1 I @* X) P6 K5 U
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
7 _2 n" N" j8 y2 K6 CHow you suffered for you sanity,
2 F. k1 t. T2 c1 V% R' tHow you tried to set them free,
( J0 i. {" ]: oThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
) E+ c1 P. g9 |Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, 5 y/ i+ e+ s4 V1 n0 k
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, 5 D, G/ v" r; {
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, ( ^& p( |2 k* E% C6 ?
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. 4 m1 G! i. A4 u* O! R. R5 I0 x
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For they could not love you, but still your love was true, & z) e, Y( k# x
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
+ u! ?1 g2 O8 ?8 ?. ]0 T) e9 eYou took your life as lovers ofter do, ' {/ A5 e4 p& A
But I could have told you, Vincent, * h1 x4 d! K, H! C8 ~: s
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. 0 C+ i6 Q2 X5 K9 B5 Z
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
2 c( w1 Q. Y$ h2 |. ]Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
3 E6 J5 V6 {+ ?% P) S3 {Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, " R. h8 v# \: k
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
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B4 s g8 _. R0 \Now I think I know what you tried to say to me,
8 J- W% Q `2 _2 q$ u! f4 DHow you suffered for you sanity,
$ J( E& F) g: _7 P% u( m2 ]0 _1 K7 uHow you tried to set them free,
2 K" l6 q, k+ hThey would not listen they're not listening still, ( s; M8 e u u, o$ H
Perhaps they never will. |
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