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( o; Y8 b* e, q) L: k! {1 sStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
0 x) ?! T0 l5 n# j# p! LLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
9 x% a7 e2 G& C: P9 VShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
7 q7 H! x% |, a1 XCatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
' f0 S$ P1 U, f9 mNow I understand what you tried to say to me,
8 \& r4 K, |: fHow you suffered for you sanity,
; Q( i, ^; z# {( W; K HHow you tried to set them free, 2 U. }' p$ e' t$ |/ ~
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
2 O6 t2 D4 L) \0 W1 {Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
. n$ ?! f/ u/ i3 j8 B: X( xSwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
9 }& P, I" }4 |Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, + y3 t; {0 p: i) K" q7 d: C
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.
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7 _$ D) j6 ~) G9 KFor they could not love you, but still your love was true, / M" j, T/ c% ^
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, 2 N" R1 A4 c+ t7 d+ t3 w+ k2 C
You took your life as lovers ofter do,
/ _$ R- o: r1 j( |. C8 @$ IBut I could have told you, Vincent,
! g6 H. H& r5 Q: ^ p& cThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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4 y4 i; ?- P( p; C+ q. HStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, / I3 y( L( g! n6 A/ T' d8 V4 {. r
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
! F4 s- I+ ^# c# Q6 T/ e D1 BLike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, : S. ~# J2 r* Q" ~
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. 0 y- J5 i I) i
4 n1 Q* ?: }( L3 t, \/ DNow I think I know what you tried to say to me, $ D; T- g$ P$ W1 j% _
How you suffered for you sanity,5 Z( B1 h6 {) m& n: n f
How you tried to set them free,
' q: Y; V$ h RThey would not listen they're not listening still,
0 d1 I$ y/ u8 y; B" F" vPerhaps they never will. |
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