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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, + B: k; I4 D9 S
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, 0 S; H8 L. ?6 U2 f0 J' E2 O
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
9 R3 a( ^( w* Y. k1 U! ]Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
4 q" M/ [, @+ u( E7 \Now I understand what you tried to say to me,! G$ m- G. e" n3 l/ J+ i
How you suffered for you sanity,
* f- F6 L# f7 d5 |4 |* Y% h8 AHow you tried to set them free, & [. k! \4 m6 A+ x
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. * m+ Z! P7 x, E
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, 1 E' j' u* b, V3 ~/ _$ b
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, ' p# ~; D8 h5 I4 ]
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
( Y, s8 ]* [( ^7 oWeathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. 2 t; g5 w1 i R C, C+ m
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For they could not love you, but still your love was true, * T2 {1 L! d1 w6 R4 ]1 Y: U$ @& Q
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, 4 {9 M4 }: e+ H
You took your life as lovers ofter do,
9 v/ X0 R1 n3 }+ n& vBut I could have told you, Vincent,
; R0 {1 U1 ~5 i+ l9 f: nThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. " v& D7 F# v- U
P. M# f4 a9 q+ V, c l: PStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, $ u8 O2 y; l: U K
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
/ | }* d; J0 w0 q2 yLike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, % u4 N ~) ~1 d' n3 L; E
The 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, 7 m `. k5 ?1 G" ?2 J
How you suffered for you sanity,$ k) U7 C( j$ Z' e8 r5 J( _
How you tried to set them free,
6 K3 j7 q6 x/ rThey would not listen they're not listening still,
W! i& P- \/ p) X+ r1 Z/ ~Perhaps they never will. |
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