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4 M! M8 M) s: u T/ l9 [Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, 1 n+ L; K! N2 }& z" e: W3 d5 k) `
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
, i/ F8 s0 v' L& ^" n+ pShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,1 R4 N- [4 _8 l: s& h
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. $ @7 I3 i+ `- }/ Q& N
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,6 T( k5 s1 b. ]" I
How you suffered for you sanity, 6 J" d; R; q8 s t) Y' ~% X5 K3 b
How you tried to set them free,
3 g* i9 a4 l* v& L4 T8 GThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. , \+ h: h" C8 c! @6 K" e/ e
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, ( K! S k- ]+ }2 v( s, H
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
. U! U9 A% ~: c( t& \Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
8 K! t* A- t* {+ {. J2 bWeathered 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, 3 R- G/ \! x2 D: q4 y+ ^
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, ; @8 e' ~" E' ?) O
You took your life as lovers ofter do,
+ O) J3 b/ Q% \But I could have told you, Vincent, 9 A/ R5 @1 n4 T0 _
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
- Z: k; l e8 D; v qFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
( D0 Y1 q8 z+ Q$ n" QLike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
# Y+ X' p3 T1 R& V8 }' bThe silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. 2 `- g7 |. e( J! r
' q7 Y' n' V" S) h5 zNow I think I know what you tried to say to me, 6 b7 h; A4 H8 V; E
How you suffered for you sanity,
8 H5 @3 ~5 x1 e6 jHow you tried to set them free,
! z. b3 N4 l! ?$ n: RThey would not listen they're not listening still,
, X7 V2 z: C0 C# C, APerhaps they never will. |
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