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! x2 n8 A' _) @' l2 @Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, % t# v) F% S9 J4 c5 l7 J1 Q
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, ; Z5 G9 c' ^' z( s. }
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,0 R( Y$ W: ?5 ]" u! z
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
: ?: ^3 f7 |/ L0 ?& }/ B2 c; UNow I understand what you tried to say to me,. }6 A) p1 w# z: E# ]4 N
How you suffered for you sanity, 6 Q. `7 [/ p6 U Z
How you tried to set them free, 1 b( u: c F9 K! Z! D8 c
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
2 o# d9 L- ?; OStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, , N o" M6 }# O
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
$ V) l" f7 L, Y" a% D1 F& |Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
# l+ Z! E' d7 r& o* gWeathered 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,
! g: ~& W+ [( wAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, ' u) Q/ x) J' Q# m/ N8 O
You took your life as lovers ofter do, 6 ?# V- Y" t% f$ J: b! q
But I could have told you, Vincent,
8 e# U. P5 u, b" L# zThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. 8 Q( I- H$ P9 [ \: h! q# Q& m
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
& a2 W9 B" ?. j' \" A) EFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. " ^3 H( z J& ]. n# d/ I/ d
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
9 }# O6 \( b: ^9 j5 M" ]" 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,
" R5 s* c0 O& X cHow you suffered for you sanity,8 H+ `; y% ~8 v8 b( D3 W
How you tried to set them free,
' K5 H0 A' v" a$ U8 b7 iThey would not listen they're not listening still, " q% [- ?& ], X6 E, D) }; G
Perhaps they never will. |
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