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5 P* l9 _5 U) V6 b& U* ?5 a& qStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, 7 b. F2 ?1 e4 J3 a0 f L
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
+ z9 R# q1 W/ CShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,) d, h9 C: l: q5 {; ]
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
# `$ ^7 {) s6 u) k! w) w, QNow I understand what you tried to say to me,
% l O) O! K& _/ qHow you suffered for you sanity, / t0 Q7 `. l4 ]" V# l8 M
How you tried to set them free, % {7 q5 t2 x5 M$ b
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. * p3 H( n E- [
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
/ v9 r, ~ A* K$ nSwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
" T! P X" m4 uColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
: X: B8 I# f4 l. k8 ~* EWeathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.
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For they could not love you, but still your love was true,
3 t: K% U2 ~: s; X- m Q/ oAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
- L$ e8 r, ? E7 PYou took your life as lovers ofter do,
5 I: y( N2 Y: M2 NBut I could have told you, Vincent, # G+ M" w' V/ \ l* c: @2 c& c/ X. _' \
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. [( j! G& W& ], A- \
% r- F6 {6 K8 Y% j2 q. XStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, % x# L9 ^: ^1 V/ _! E
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
0 _6 D! t* S' X/ ], p8 d3 ^Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, 1 q) Q" d9 `. T3 ]
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. " c6 M6 t+ u' d' R" K
5 G" `5 p$ B2 E1 JNow I think I know what you tried to say to me,
7 F3 R. |0 u j/ g5 P9 h# ^8 Q" SHow you suffered for you sanity,
8 X; H( o8 ^* Z$ ]+ I2 mHow you tried to set them free, 3 B6 S( A* u: W0 m( W
They would not listen they're not listening still,
# n! C4 }2 b" Z. Y: {1 C; F# v: ?" VPerhaps they never will. |
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