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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, # ?, e0 S) p3 u0 ~5 t
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, ' F ]: \! a7 M. G+ h. l) s4 C
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,* h6 |2 V6 Q+ G6 w5 X0 @. J F
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. 8 k$ j" ~9 a [. p+ }
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
; q* i; o* `% a! J0 P9 VHow you suffered for you sanity,
! U* b2 `: ~/ Q& _) G @How you tried to set them free, $ M( a1 Y+ `' N" k1 I
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. ' C* U* M( j g; d7 t
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
, Q: }6 E, o: y- PSwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, C- A3 h2 u$ X1 O$ k
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, |$ q( K0 G; P6 r1 d
Weathered 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, ) l- w+ ] D2 Y3 {+ ] P" o
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
% A5 z# X) g, ~. n |6 I) SYou took your life as lovers ofter do,
5 }. `3 \! p) O* l7 @* MBut I could have told you, Vincent,
3 T( r6 x3 e0 `$ l7 PThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. 1 {* s5 f: ?' [7 @
! p: R0 E! d+ e5 T7 r- VStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, 0 q5 J& x) [ a z) a
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. 8 D! d& `$ h; t8 @& }! H
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
5 o# _0 P t' ?/ }+ QThe silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
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Now I think I know what you tried to say to me,
1 |9 H" v' a+ M+ EHow you suffered for you sanity,
7 A) N# G; c+ [( L( B, eHow you tried to set them free,
3 y A& z; Z8 k9 e: C" S. lThey would not listen they're not listening still,
$ c2 e X, s! ^0 P% P8 ?) GPerhaps they never will. |
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