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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
% O) X: V2 S1 C' T& |Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, 7 K; @7 h( N( x- Y# [
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
4 ]0 Y, c; e+ @Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
: h3 X( Q# F b6 y1 ]3 SNow I understand what you tried to say to me,8 W' f/ I" }! l% J3 r) i* d7 d
How you suffered for you sanity, . c3 y/ B6 y! W
How you tried to set them free,
' x2 v" v9 y: JThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. % d m8 z5 e6 a' y* u! \7 c9 n
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, 5 e0 Q/ w6 U: p% M
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
5 T/ Y% D, T( c; D b2 |1 j8 IColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
" j/ f: Q; }/ ?, i( P; h9 fWeathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. - G4 x: d0 n% V
6 W& G* E+ l, zFor they could not love you, but still your love was true, 1 K l. f0 t" N& K7 j! Z7 e
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, % c0 l6 e* o# P. n) E. P9 p
You took your life as lovers ofter do,
6 j4 N5 y5 }/ ~/ y; YBut I could have told you, Vincent, ; m9 F" i. X0 c
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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) j F2 B' {1 eStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, / `+ F& q$ d+ O
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. 0 s$ Y. s5 e* g+ B; U- h
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, 0 U* C" y/ Y. Q
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
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! b. q6 U+ M2 h- p: a& u4 JNow I think I know what you tried to say to me, ' h% b2 ~% \5 \1 p& _5 [
How you suffered for you sanity,9 Z/ \* G; t6 f3 k' e
How you tried to set them free,
( d1 B' A! a$ bThey would not listen they're not listening still, & ]' K# U' Q3 d X, ~' v
Perhaps they never will. |
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