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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
' q, e0 e/ s$ x3 K3 L3 ^Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, 5 i. R2 g7 ]& f L% z0 K
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
8 J0 e9 _4 g! kCatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. . q5 M) q7 j; ?3 i
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
* I. m' r M! g2 \0 B9 h6 dHow you suffered for you sanity,
$ S* C7 x# m" |+ x2 s* p- R5 [* yHow you tried to set them free, $ z; N. d. R5 ~( c/ M
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
9 l4 k6 P4 v8 E# M# i& IStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, , ^( {( U3 j+ s# T
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
$ \& Z( `# v+ WColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, d5 y4 ?) d, x1 I
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. 9 ]2 h- i0 ~- I0 ?4 n( k
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For they could not love you, but still your love was true,
7 Y+ j0 y. b5 n( V9 \Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, ' d: [) k# y: k7 J
You took your life as lovers ofter do,
4 q3 Z& z7 i& t4 e2 X' w; l, pBut I could have told you, Vincent,
+ [. \, i1 c. {4 RThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, ) u" J8 ]* u( z
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
$ y8 J& o! ?# c2 `) s( \Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
( {( y i: ?2 AThe silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
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Now I think I know what you tried to say to me, ) L( D7 V0 y8 W9 G7 `
How you suffered for you sanity,
! v! \/ h X/ l1 SHow you tried to set them free, $ u! q' }6 Y; B' N6 E! h6 k
They would not listen they're not listening still, 9 h x f3 w: m/ B
Perhaps they never will. |
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