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8 i/ ~ ]! A6 g( y2 m- ^4 t8 G' {Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
4 x" M) L1 M# b4 y' i: B* kLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
5 \: q# |& [0 TShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,7 V! d7 C/ B9 r5 b" {- p, a
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. ( o5 c1 b/ h, T, s
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,1 t/ b) F2 j3 k7 `- {
How you suffered for you sanity, - c6 v# y E9 J8 Y+ B7 V. ?
How you tried to set them free, 9 x- D& i) P; u$ n% R: |
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. ' K' H) V2 s1 T8 Q
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, & y6 Q/ F/ T9 r9 h! N
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, ( i6 U4 j0 X7 F @
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
3 L: G4 O) X- b/ ~! EWeathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.
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?' m: L9 W8 A9 e* P% hFor they could not love you, but still your love was true, 9 M- c- l0 `6 O7 ~1 U& \( v
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
% u; a1 ^+ w ?You took your life as lovers ofter do,
$ c* c$ K/ V# E: oBut I could have told you, Vincent, 8 i2 g9 p" j$ h- R
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
3 h" k, z$ u' }. }3 I p' h) HFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
1 p: Q& ?2 m; Y9 Z1 Q9 |Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
( d; T2 [0 t! y* ~4 H6 MThe silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
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0 x8 H) s7 {" P6 V- f. `! N- HNow I think I know what you tried to say to me,
# p0 \4 g9 B( ~* P3 @5 DHow you suffered for you sanity,, S$ _5 @2 y( Y3 ]7 l% k" W* R1 W
How you tried to set them free,
& P# j1 z" N3 ^4 s3 H5 H6 \They would not listen they're not listening still,
3 w* { s( r* y+ w1 [Perhaps they never will. |
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