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8 n3 U; c: o7 m+ JStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, + W! t% O6 ?2 ?9 m
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
% e; {1 {, \9 `Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,$ v& H! w( s# w. ^& [; B
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. ' G% k- m' d. W! d
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,. i7 y/ q8 z: }# E
How you suffered for you sanity,
* J) a- m3 S$ G' wHow you tried to set them free,
9 s9 ~: T- B4 V* m- H; n* qThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. 3 I9 G3 I' O, ~7 K8 T! @ P
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, : a+ ^' t- T4 W: K4 v0 w6 F
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, ) o/ W4 \$ S8 U; s8 ]9 x3 f
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, % J) \6 y$ T2 E& h" Y+ p7 F
Weathered 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, q/ M+ x5 w, R/ o8 G
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
4 h+ O+ \0 ~+ ^' h) f8 kYou took your life as lovers ofter do,
+ m! C% g! u8 n. ZBut I could have told you, Vincent, 4 a: ?! _6 M, B; t+ @
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, 0 u( w3 w/ C% d1 ^
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. & I+ \' {: k3 i3 M1 ]/ V
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, ) [9 M6 \' Z: n1 X2 F
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. 1 {& q$ c# a" v J" |! O
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Now I think I know what you tried to say to me, * w j" _" C) |6 d. M: k
How you suffered for you sanity,# l, n4 \" \4 ^+ D
How you tried to set them free,
; ?; d- n5 V4 vThey would not listen they're not listening still, * B& L+ g' E& [1 ~8 x; J1 f
Perhaps they never will. |
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