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( E. ~* O/ h% ^7 _) z/ \! hStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, 6 Y" \( t9 F% h, p3 j# }% b% S1 i
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
, N3 \) x* c; F# @9 a4 LShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,+ L3 S R/ [* F |5 u
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
& z ], {4 Z+ I4 T. M2 A- cNow I understand what you tried to say to me,& J% E( A) `2 { T
How you suffered for you sanity, / R: q. p! L6 v" f6 k
How you tried to set them free, 8 m& e: I0 [9 T3 O
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
" ]6 y6 D! @# ?. jStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
0 E* P) [& p) |9 a! l a/ iSwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, 4 P% t1 C9 M/ H
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
! e: u, q3 e. MWeathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.
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* B g' H8 F$ A1 EFor they could not love you, but still your love was true,
" ?7 e! e! b; a4 x2 B' mAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, ; T$ r4 G/ m, ^% _, s) x5 X) d/ G
You took your life as lovers ofter do, # K& m( g, Q3 a
But I could have told you, Vincent, + B( y; E' }& Y. G$ Y: x
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
( W9 s( d, [8 E; u: ]Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
) v+ P% u3 ^7 N' Z8 s) DLike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
+ V ^7 w! g0 E2 b; RThe silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. 4 R! C5 G; [- |/ l4 h3 Q# S
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Now I think I know what you tried to say to me,
( M6 Y [) A: `* v+ @ q6 S0 |3 x1 mHow you suffered for you sanity,; r4 `* Z' R3 g: t& `# z) k8 ?
How you tried to set them free, . a; R/ ~5 o+ ]+ k3 }3 @0 X2 w
They would not listen they're not listening still, $ X( J9 o1 {2 {& A! Y6 ^: `; {
Perhaps they never will. |
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