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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
6 N7 O; ~7 h& R5 A( u. NLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, Q4 B; Z/ h. o& X6 A
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
9 L9 k8 Q$ \+ o! Q0 oCatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. & d+ C! f! `0 g$ `# A/ U/ i# d8 k
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
% E8 D3 \ `7 SHow you suffered for you sanity,
$ |$ s, K$ N" xHow you tried to set them free, * t& G4 J- H. w
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
9 t9 Y% r6 {0 [; YStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
# p- R# `) q9 eSwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, . [/ C1 @7 R# F! P! j$ n
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
" p3 a0 {; {! KWeathered 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, " ^! u. n; E6 N' y+ A* E( V' |7 U% j
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, " p( Z4 z1 ]) O
You took your life as lovers ofter do,
. `$ n: U# V' r# M4 Z# l+ x9 A+ H9 RBut I could have told you, Vincent,
- c, t1 }" U2 c& K6 m5 MThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
; _: @3 @- M( Q# AFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. - e/ D0 r/ _/ q# g) H6 K/ W
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, / h! D% Q+ E% K! Z8 i1 T. t/ d
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. & }3 ?. g& q6 p' }6 r, v* R
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Now I think I know what you tried to say to me, 5 g$ B1 m1 q( D6 x4 ~* U9 n
How you suffered for you sanity,3 T* k k/ m$ w! C- Q, S. U; K
How you tried to set them free,
0 o3 @- z0 A; VThey would not listen they're not listening still, 5 a P' i4 u+ z. Q# D0 q+ m
Perhaps they never will. |
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