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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, " Y/ B- q# ?" z i, i
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, 4 Q6 k3 S# H* }) i$ L: ~
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
6 A$ s1 T$ Y6 H* lCatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. 3 b( X* ~0 h1 S' k% }
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
/ k* q0 j" c q8 t# GHow you suffered for you sanity,
* I4 f1 P4 Y' g1 _8 r' r" PHow you tried to set them free, 3 {" u8 h3 d* }7 G8 g
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
- [4 y6 C4 c! KStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, % x$ Z8 T9 L% l2 F. J
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
_# ~& v, ]6 _Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, 5 ~# e" G s$ Y* s \; E& o) ?
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. . Z9 b5 R( l( f, z; C: q! s
/ O& w; ~! K3 V/ ?For they could not love you, but still your love was true,
& a/ ]- E$ P: V7 d0 YAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, ! A4 u7 O- Q4 ?
You took your life as lovers ofter do,
7 K# [* n. A0 K8 Z- O5 n3 M8 tBut I could have told you, Vincent, , _ l# `9 {1 i! y! ~2 n2 |- @
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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' U0 I2 k0 m% K8 dStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, + M `- R/ e6 c
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
) g8 E) o1 a4 F) iLike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
; k! \8 w7 [' ?* e" v* IThe 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,
' U- i; D) Q. V- x4 I5 xHow you suffered for you sanity,
/ X* J% |: _7 L/ @; GHow you tried to set them free,
; X/ \0 ~# x: ^2 t5 ?3 aThey would not listen they're not listening still, 9 {! [6 B9 ^& T2 K, I( ]3 F
Perhaps they never will. |
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