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0 P" C/ Y) v2 tStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
7 R9 `$ e* ~$ {( A+ HLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
- X. H. y+ `- [( N! CShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,2 I( B2 S: I; \. w+ M$ b& {. P% m
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. 5 ]7 Q0 R' |- t7 [
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
0 M5 K. O7 K+ c# _How you suffered for you sanity, * x4 q4 B$ x. |$ a$ `7 q: v
How you tried to set them free,
7 B) [3 N, ]# L( rThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
) g& x2 x4 S1 e v! nStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, ' p/ R$ ]# l: W9 q) Q
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
) x' h4 E4 G D$ MColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
8 E: b4 y5 P; c$ w1 e* RWeathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.
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: v! c! r0 y7 J' k \For they could not love you, but still your love was true, : E* `( V6 W, {$ e$ }
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, 9 w3 j% V5 E7 [* z2 s; `
You took your life as lovers ofter do,
5 ]1 T+ H2 X4 B9 aBut I could have told you, Vincent, & f3 j5 I+ t* B6 `/ N- P% I
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. 3 x( s. e6 N& T* d/ u% e
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, 4 k& o' U4 x8 }/ y- \
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
, L8 Q4 ^& s' F( a! MLike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, 2 g$ _5 \) ]: B
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
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9 Z) v- L# O, c( Q. M7 `' GNow I think I know what you tried to say to me, 9 j5 [" X: Z- Y8 I/ u# a
How you suffered for you sanity,7 v7 y) j G; X
How you tried to set them free,
" Q% K- O3 S. l3 D+ O9 KThey would not listen they're not listening still, 8 i: }6 `1 L4 f9 f9 O: y
Perhaps they never will. |
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