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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, 3 I% p8 {/ t0 y, H& T5 H
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, $ J; n T" B, X: S
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils, @9 H) N1 r' n( _! f7 Y% z
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. ' V9 g2 s" r8 V
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,: i" Y! ^. s( b! E9 }
How you suffered for you sanity, ) M: J; d; F, x
How you tried to set them free,
7 r6 ^0 R l% N# BThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. ( e: p- F$ M2 V
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
+ K4 h* @; M, aSwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, + N w( ]. D( E
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, 8 W) `- R5 S: O0 }$ ?, ?4 L5 V: o
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, : P, E0 N) n+ p/ u$ V. [6 H9 A
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
/ F: j6 J6 j. [- _You took your life as lovers ofter do,
5 `- M: j8 \* \" P- a( EBut I could have told you, Vincent,
; n7 w9 @- ?6 C- }: I+ i5 OThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. , | T4 A$ d3 C& @$ a) ]6 ?
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
6 b( j8 c' T% HFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. $ e. ]* a" P1 X; L, T6 Y8 G
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
' u {, O+ D" Y/ n, r5 P, aThe silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
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7 f. h! N0 Z0 u& a* yNow I think I know what you tried to say to me, " F& [% o: l% h3 R$ x: {/ L
How you suffered for you sanity,
5 g: Q; M# j# K% UHow you tried to set them free,
2 ?: @3 N' O6 C: x+ `They would not listen they're not listening still,
! t8 P& i# o% O% T c. x) bPerhaps they never will. |
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