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: }3 m( E% P4 H1 D) G9 {; }( xStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, 3 z; j( b( S2 Y; f
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
2 |/ @9 T3 n0 g$ s: k6 |Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,1 s# s- C5 U* d2 h! U" y
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. 8 f3 q5 ]0 r; k7 s! n- {
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
" Q2 f/ g/ P& `8 P, ?. DHow you suffered for you sanity,
* U: R7 [0 R* G: pHow you tried to set them free, , v# U/ p6 V k
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. 1 n- I2 |" ?6 i
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, ) ]& ?, K- e6 R1 J
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
4 U: o* g6 K; n! g5 Q' [Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
0 x- |5 x# a6 C% A6 jWeathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. 7 R! F$ ~4 z7 I; \/ ]( C
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For they could not love you, but still your love was true, . r" h9 {) v' |7 H, I/ L. R
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, 3 M3 J3 H8 E* D" O9 u) o
You took your life as lovers ofter do, 5 y7 B( K0 p: T
But I could have told you, Vincent,
+ t% k6 K0 g$ A9 Z l+ i% vThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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% p! f! L: e* y3 F. \; [! q0 M4 cStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, + o5 B8 m" [* b0 U5 |$ D
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. 9 Z5 _, G; Z+ j: o
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
X8 @4 f5 L$ w& X2 _The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
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0 A8 g/ i8 j+ CNow I think I know what you tried to say to me,
) y) |* Y1 N' y1 |9 J7 ~How you suffered for you sanity," a- n0 A! j. U: Y2 _) B
How you tried to set them free,
. U7 s5 I& _2 n: q. @They would not listen they're not listening still,
$ f% A. E ?4 A( HPerhaps they never will. |
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