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9 ~' \+ c5 K- G$ dStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, 9 F3 X) C1 I3 g3 T8 l+ r* }/ j* G
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, 4 \+ E* ?5 l5 e( w
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
, Q t# W" B. uCatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. & q9 M7 O0 H0 t
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,: c) G t, [" v( o) I1 l
How you suffered for you sanity, , k, u, B X' S3 ]. Y
How you tried to set them free, 6 g0 a J& X8 w* x) j
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. ( x; h- v; Z5 @- q$ A* `
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
. i# H' z% g5 E' M& `2 r& r$ ?( HSwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
0 B6 X `: K, iColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
. p7 `: Y/ q' i2 f4 i0 Y- G! OWeathered 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,
+ z( I7 T; Q+ z7 E& kAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
$ s- q/ |/ M/ ~You took your life as lovers ofter do, 0 n) W. L- z4 f3 |4 B
But I could have told you, Vincent,
. C- [' z `8 @' x6 w1 eThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, 8 X2 R6 n; C8 a
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. 1 [1 y' T+ i3 Q
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
5 m% E4 H6 L" \ }+ B8 qThe silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. ) \5 K9 t: q$ B m: _4 o6 x% \
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Now I think I know what you tried to say to me, $ B3 C3 Q% K- ^& H' D- g0 s
How you suffered for you sanity,
9 s+ V! h* T H) OHow you tried to set them free,
, H4 z* D9 t8 ]/ U' S! BThey would not listen they're not listening still,
; o& X+ n: a) x% ~Perhaps they never will. |
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