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1 Y& B/ `4 W8 z! ~3 i- bStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
4 C9 x" P8 a- h, ] _# a; @1 LLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
$ c7 A: J& b2 f3 m+ h8 nShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
: K$ a$ r8 k+ Y1 o5 }; wCatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
. {' q" P, O+ _. V3 Y9 I" ?. lNow I understand what you tried to say to me,
" D; I# V9 a5 I4 q+ ~How you suffered for you sanity, 1 l, O1 Z* Y6 y+ v
How you tried to set them free,
# T4 {+ d8 ^4 rThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. ' T* Y! X f5 M- h' U& Q
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
$ y( ]' U: ]( f2 wSwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
O- }1 L- i4 fColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
* _7 d X4 R5 ]- x$ tWeathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. S Y* [) Q( S
; P- i$ v. M+ ~For they could not love you, but still your love was true, 4 x6 I! x; ~4 g" H9 c$ g9 C
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, 6 f4 l3 w$ _) s$ \
You took your life as lovers ofter do, ! K" B, @3 W( W2 n
But I could have told you, Vincent,
# \7 x k3 N _2 kThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. 2 r0 C! o9 Z% X% y, l( t6 S' \, f, ?
2 R; m- U7 ]! M) x' q# zStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, 4 m" Y) m8 d# w4 X3 B+ v3 {% R
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
$ \8 F/ ^1 n9 qLike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, 9 Y0 r. d9 f, }
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
9 K5 s8 T6 r" Q4 ?& L+ p8 }+ T, m$ N& X2 d$ Z# o; C
Now I think I know what you tried to say to me,
" n# V1 v8 H! W9 d- ZHow you suffered for you sanity,
7 Z2 k2 z. t/ C$ \9 m1 H6 }How you tried to set them free, 7 i% @, W ]& T* Y1 A o) @. z
They would not listen they're not listening still,
% ^) [! ~% J# d# b; r8 aPerhaps they never will. |
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