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$ \- W# R+ w' b* C7 HStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
% ~+ v* k( [- q& n! VLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, 1 P' h) N8 E) M
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,- Z; h/ y L" H) P2 ]# T7 r; q" s% L$ \# c
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. - n; F* F ^/ [( r
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,1 x, T$ Y5 }! L. N
How you suffered for you sanity,
) e7 {+ n) A6 y( ?2 x2 a$ DHow you tried to set them free,
' E9 B3 u) z$ {They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. ( ]7 M- ]" G$ M! y
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
, h+ V% a! w6 n/ K" Q/ M5 cSwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, ' e- d! m0 G, ?2 j9 l
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
3 [4 N( y5 `; {- I! O% F3 N' r) EWeathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.
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" f* J4 Q: j2 o9 x2 H# Z5 SFor they could not love you, but still your love was true,
. V/ X0 s/ l. YAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, 4 f" V3 u) X$ t
You took your life as lovers ofter do,
, @ J; I& @. g9 gBut I could have told you, Vincent, v m1 Z" W, i6 {1 c) W
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
}9 p; j2 `+ r0 k+ i. f0 t; pFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. - `4 S1 y4 k% ~+ L/ h
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
* R# |8 o; }% c% F" FThe silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. ) ]- g6 F1 m% s
. B' d9 l3 ~# K9 |) zNow I think I know what you tried to say to me,
, Z9 }" v5 O/ N5 u/ T4 uHow you suffered for you sanity,$ v( p/ }2 u. Q R
How you tried to set them free,
% `+ y/ G- }* q8 m- Z9 Y: t8 KThey would not listen they're not listening still, " w* d' }0 @, z4 k
Perhaps they never will. |
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