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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, * y+ b, ^% { e* G7 C6 \
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
5 @; k; ]& `4 v$ S$ Z# {$ H" uShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,6 P& H! e, n3 m f4 ]
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. / w% n. ~/ n% a# u' q
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,' i7 h$ R" A8 z
How you suffered for you sanity, , O' M6 i- @ x; W
How you tried to set them free, 9 y; G5 l1 ]% s
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. : F. T( g0 x( g
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, ' G; @1 a" G% y5 t2 _, q
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, 0 U L$ H- f+ W$ n
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
! b. [3 L" O8 c# N4 J wWeathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. 5 ]0 ]. U) r/ ?/ E- l% D% |+ |
0 r4 W7 s/ _0 U' CFor they could not love you, but still your love was true, 4 I/ T. S$ v* H6 V% s: T: a
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, # y4 ?( Z9 [$ j) `; K2 \( H0 y
You took your life as lovers ofter do, # K2 X9 O0 `8 C K/ d
But I could have told you, Vincent,
. F8 l3 u' o" {This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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7 l6 o/ Q* m2 ]2 GStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
' q8 B _" A+ J4 s$ lFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. * h8 T8 ^% ~3 h8 l
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, % w2 u* v; o# X4 [4 Z7 y* H' z+ z
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. Y( _, P" y8 ?' k1 V
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Now I think I know what you tried to say to me,
! S# B2 n: f: E4 t8 Y9 hHow you suffered for you sanity,
# J5 C1 I! \1 U2 S% ]How you tried to set them free, ; q- I( F0 C% [% t. [6 A3 w' J6 q1 Z" v
They would not listen they're not listening still,
/ i/ q1 N* E) L/ A+ xPerhaps they never will. |
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