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/ T+ J2 S) a3 N) m( h3 b2 rStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
) h4 \2 o& I1 F/ K2 p2 TLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, & l# y. E; e4 [8 E3 g
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
& l' I; L! t) E2 DCatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. . Z' M0 h2 }& V
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
8 b! Q# q0 e' L- D3 V/ |; oHow you suffered for you sanity, : z/ [3 P+ ~1 G5 h
How you tried to set them free,
: Y1 Y3 l% q' W, LThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
! N* u. b$ v( a5 D9 UStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
+ q. ]: {# \& QSwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
5 A, d5 T; R5 `& zColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, 8 s' z c8 T8 e; y+ \
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. # _" ~ e; K0 M( n7 j+ g3 K$ V
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For they could not love you, but still your love was true, / k' g. K( s- t$ u
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
, r* e1 Y* i8 N% d6 p F; XYou took your life as lovers ofter do, # w j, A: |# z: ]1 C
But I could have told you, Vincent, - W, f8 E# R* c
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. : s% ?0 K8 d' Q8 z, }
, Y( {! e' V' P+ D9 QStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
' {: U- y) J. T) V% v5 S* @Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. $ n3 u* U" V/ Q
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, 7 B4 x5 N( q1 G
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. ' s. ^* K: V( l6 K3 t6 l
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Now I think I know what you tried to say to me, . _& @5 i( O+ s
How you suffered for you sanity,3 W/ c- }1 ?3 @- M5 P
How you tried to set them free, 0 G* _ h$ o/ J9 V- k" @, D1 Y
They would not listen they're not listening still,
5 X m/ g: D$ ^ Q# q1 {1 sPerhaps they never will. |
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