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& C- }$ F6 Q9 F5 i% xStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, 6 X/ X0 b# z$ O' r
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, 3 A4 @, V. V+ w" d: F+ C5 w
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,' `+ @% q; U8 t& g m( }
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
0 n- m+ ^2 F6 ^. @/ Y0 _$ aNow I understand what you tried to say to me,
2 e3 ?4 e$ G4 j' KHow you suffered for you sanity, 6 } Z2 d) b, i w
How you tried to set them free,
* C: r0 ^# @# G3 NThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
/ F9 m) m# {* \# z% E* Q2 zStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
7 [5 H' b& j) V$ ^# G/ j& O+ VSwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, 9 \# I- t5 ?' P2 Q6 y6 H! T
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
# Y. _6 N: g! q- m7 x6 SWeathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. " W0 ~0 S2 |- X* N
! ^1 A0 j# v: p( ?7 `2 eFor they could not love you, but still your love was true, : W2 S! L% m/ d V
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
$ s; y- W [( J! TYou took your life as lovers ofter do,
j( g# y( a. C7 ~7 _But I could have told you, Vincent, ' N5 Q0 r8 ^0 G" l: S
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, 9 T) n: o' M4 z! t9 r
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. / I6 c# c- ], n- e: ? C
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, ( p& @' F6 f1 ?
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,
7 o5 e+ i+ _$ K! w H1 ~How you suffered for you sanity,6 }8 K. e# i% d, h
How you tried to set them free,
2 ]! z- c1 J* `6 Z: V1 oThey would not listen they're not listening still,
3 C# S h/ z1 @; sPerhaps they never will. |
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