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* E5 @/ P" D$ U1 ~Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, ; F+ S# r* g4 i+ }+ A+ V
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
1 U# y: i/ t- D' s+ v5 [Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
v" i* r2 v! u- a NCatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. 1 E/ q. v% M+ e. p7 ]
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,/ [ N2 r7 o7 B6 O
How you suffered for you sanity, 0 t4 e- \& J6 L0 z
How you tried to set them free,
3 `/ H; c( H: ZThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. * n% O* ^, P5 h' [3 ^
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, 1 w1 d: W- J+ ?! w
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
3 H1 q- _+ c7 Q# f9 Q5 JColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, 0 U3 r3 F6 g4 n
Weathered 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,
! j2 H8 z" ], C. vAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
- a* G# b: j- q- _4 O% GYou took your life as lovers ofter do,
! ~& N3 e; O" K# z) E& z# M& ]But I could have told you, Vincent,
" O5 K1 s& I1 F/ @" p! k* zThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, 0 s+ J' v- n4 k; O3 g1 ]% i( ]& S
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. ! W# _ ]3 t( l0 D& A u
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
: _8 r- d8 u) ^6 E8 L* R6 R& OThe silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
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( l/ P. C8 _6 W/ }, e7 |5 Y0 DNow I think I know what you tried to say to me,
, O" X9 ~3 R9 x7 U# j! t: ~9 c4 W. QHow you suffered for you sanity,
* ~7 P( e5 h! rHow you tried to set them free, * X! @3 P- R( d! o! G
They would not listen they're not listening still, ; H! J* e# D/ E
Perhaps they never will. |
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