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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
/ j3 K9 Q) @4 i* c' kLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
0 r# \. |, o4 `; ?; r* EShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
* b( N) v! X2 C/ ~) X3 d: b! ECatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
+ a' K) B. G/ tNow I understand what you tried to say to me,+ z5 C* _# s8 O# Y/ P8 s+ u
How you suffered for you sanity, ' l5 n" m9 H$ @. B
How you tried to set them free,
- i | D/ v2 ?8 T1 j: h: pThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
* X$ A4 d- |! d4 vStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, 4 H! n8 ~# n. ^
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, ! x! w) `' s' Q
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
5 T- Z4 m% S J) L8 `% U8 q* m6 [Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. " m& r, `# u/ Z3 @' d: \. _+ k
( N! h" ~6 p0 I, jFor they could not love you, but still your love was true, 1 G7 z: k5 f" P( A% }& @
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, . o: N5 c- g$ d1 O: y
You took your life as lovers ofter do, 9 {( S1 Y8 I9 Y
But I could have told you, Vincent, $ R" G2 S5 B/ F
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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6 D' n9 {/ I, N/ _& |! nStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
) X# r5 _ B0 z- Q3 nFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. E7 {9 l! H" x7 a D% F) ^, f
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
, [2 k4 G% w. d, r! a6 mThe 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,
3 _2 Y0 y5 r* y: ]& e* UHow you suffered for you sanity,
$ [$ o- F3 N7 s8 m1 EHow you tried to set them free,
h" H1 Y- b7 x5 j8 h! dThey would not listen they're not listening still,
. P$ Y. M5 h& FPerhaps they never will. |
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