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t( A1 [( z" LStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, $ i" @. }. s3 ` E: M
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
7 q6 x5 U' ]5 o: S' _/ T g$ zShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
% V% W. ^& }$ M0 S( hCatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
$ N& m# }" n* G {9 _/ ~Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
/ r; F0 Y" G, A8 bHow you suffered for you sanity, / [" A$ m8 g" R
How you tried to set them free, d6 O$ x. a- [( E
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. 0 ~5 W2 S i" d) @
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, 8 v! n( a& Q8 t! j
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, u1 K5 t- w- B7 `- }" n
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
( X' G% B1 F' @% L( ZWeathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. 2 d( H' D' h% L: D8 @) e
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For they could not love you, but still your love was true,
% L" [/ b G |( BAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, 6 D a q( G" w$ N( L% O4 c
You took your life as lovers ofter do,
: D& _, }& t9 C# q6 iBut I could have told you, Vincent, * {8 I5 Z9 [" n% P V) o2 K
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. & Q% c2 L% F- m) q/ D' y7 h5 M
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
0 c! \: `: a# n; }% r4 k6 {Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
" r0 _( X3 ^% E+ `Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, ; R& K* S* ~+ ~6 g
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. + s+ Z% `$ m# k% X7 N6 V
9 G' A2 q; \2 V( wNow I think I know what you tried to say to me, & r6 \: g# Y8 B q7 V* f
How you suffered for you sanity,4 L: o; K0 _& g- J
How you tried to set them free,
! S% Q( R( M. i& r- wThey would not listen they're not listening still,
- W/ q0 x) c. k5 \Perhaps they never will. |
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