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! [" t0 u! [: P+ ?4 ]4 UStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
! \: v- v( X h+ h4 YLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, , u, h# ?6 s" D) H
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
$ `( o R T- A2 ]Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. $ M) m* I: g2 d1 G2 {
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,& w# L% U, P2 a5 H0 t
How you suffered for you sanity,
" s7 y, \+ s. L s7 l; \How you tried to set them free, . {* B+ U. j+ l" l- P
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. ( A" y* C" O! b) g a# i2 |
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
# j# X# J' Y. a& r0 DSwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
T3 k2 l# F+ mColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
9 m6 ~: i2 K* S2 g1 o, ~Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. " A8 B3 N) f5 J* d
. c$ P" c* g. F! j9 z3 n- k t! g$ _For they could not love you, but still your love was true, 0 P: B% v! G9 g( t2 s
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, 8 g# m B1 S9 @, N- K6 N3 S: v, ?
You took your life as lovers ofter do, 3 K+ q/ o5 p! K8 s3 x1 c) h
But I could have told you, Vincent, / o4 o9 q4 G. G) V& K" Q
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. % A+ g5 [! O' S7 X
5 I& {* p0 ~/ R6 {( y1 PStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, ! `- _5 O3 {4 Q- I5 S. D& I
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
) ?, b6 Q" i) F; JLike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
; x% W ?3 R+ x& }" gThe 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, ( @- E8 [+ F. [3 r) s& s$ N1 x
How you suffered for you sanity,& H! Q! \4 B$ X- g: S$ L \
How you tried to set them free,
* K e5 V: A/ P7 S( NThey would not listen they're not listening still, - V" }2 ^) o7 b, x1 n" K
Perhaps they never will. |
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