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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, ; P1 y: e c* x3 \* v6 O8 t% j6 m5 R
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, $ l3 ~! \, I* H r. K
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,' c( ~: s' m- w' k1 r
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. 3 F1 W$ H! [ Y3 K8 Q0 r3 y0 @
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,1 f, O: q5 d4 Z
How you suffered for you sanity, . X+ R. r) Z5 I$ M7 a, j
How you tried to set them free,
" ~# X; V$ a* h$ kThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. 8 l1 d z* l" C7 f( e4 B
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, # F' G! s8 h& |
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
8 l( B+ [3 r2 n J5 sColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
, H3 s k9 I+ p. {3 p; uWeathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. # x; S6 r( Q* @
+ ]! W" O. F; y, I- eFor they could not love you, but still your love was true, % F0 e+ Z6 h$ j3 X2 o
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, $ m8 L3 j, F3 P, c2 m
You took your life as lovers ofter do, 8 i2 X& a* S5 {* }% s, ?. q, w# g
But I could have told you, Vincent,
! y% Q6 d) s+ {This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
3 |8 q J2 g0 m1 F" w8 sFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
8 D1 z: d/ ?2 i/ |: T FLike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, / n' h# t, f9 X [5 |2 y
The 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,
5 t$ ~$ t* u* v' j- m$ Y. G3 _' n. EHow you suffered for you sanity,
. B$ E0 H0 v! ^& u, KHow you tried to set them free,
! z5 {. w0 o$ w: zThey would not listen they're not listening still,
' f! \+ |8 F: l+ V( q( ]Perhaps they never will. |
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