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2 f7 k8 D* \1 U7 yStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, 7 T7 ]: h3 J' s% V2 H2 s: b
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
3 {. N) j6 F& b3 _8 M5 `Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,! a" _; f) P! U, f
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
! `! y, |, \$ r1 t$ Z9 [1 J jNow I understand what you tried to say to me,
D( A( x! q3 R- H% n1 K0 KHow you suffered for you sanity,
. w/ v0 C- Q/ N% oHow you tried to set them free,
q( @8 F; ]" y/ VThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
+ S$ a3 s/ b$ b8 pStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, % c" B; }8 s+ G( Y' Q
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, 5 W! Q$ [; [1 p8 Q( }7 F% x- y
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, - ^# _" q- ?& E* q# V
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. 0 w# G& S' T! n5 ]0 X
/ `% B1 l/ f5 h, v3 Y/ A: `! U: EFor they could not love you, but still your love was true,
$ k" [% P. m- A* }Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
: r9 Y7 t) b3 J. y8 B: e: s& FYou took your life as lovers ofter do,
9 U w6 W8 C3 A7 IBut I could have told you, Vincent,
# v) f, V& g9 i7 v4 A2 w) NThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. 6 d% N% _8 y+ j6 D
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, 3 G& ~4 d- G& ]" @
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. 7 E. Q' T! @" I( h
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, ! v2 e- b1 ~& v. v
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
5 x [+ ^: R& l9 o" I) C! T+ e' l) L8 W9 v5 d5 i: f: n# B# r& B
Now I think I know what you tried to say to me,
& V' H0 w% T4 `; ? d* |How you suffered for you sanity,5 z6 c8 ~: H' \, T
How you tried to set them free, 8 i$ Z( |1 j% I
They would not listen they're not listening still, ! b. e9 h i6 T! [) I* [/ X0 w
Perhaps they never will. |
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