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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, 4 ?8 E5 d- B3 l' {3 k
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, 2 i) m* G) F# J
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,4 q% T( D2 [! W
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
! |! z# w$ B) T( S( v( jNow I understand what you tried to say to me,
- A) K+ L+ ?0 ^. ?$ eHow you suffered for you sanity, 6 O# X J" k1 J) y, n* B4 T9 ^
How you tried to set them free, % I; Q1 H0 \! p' N
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. 5 d1 n% K% F c- [
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
1 b$ M; q' t7 Y& |' _Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
% ?: O% r- a& N4 H4 W5 PColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
0 t5 _$ p2 T: i/ ]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, . Y6 U: x& N: d8 U
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
+ J; S) h: q ^+ G: FYou took your life as lovers ofter do,
! d4 L4 e0 i- h" O Q0 n$ nBut I could have told you, Vincent,
& T8 H/ C, C, cThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. 0 P6 l0 |" j2 d4 z. d# x+ Q0 |( z
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
. c. _' W( M* `% S* DFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. ! {3 L' U' L* S0 G: N
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, # c+ e* t) y' p6 d! K$ s
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. + A; X* d2 z8 b3 |2 N. X B
% q+ C; ]) y& K) `2 x! ^Now I think I know what you tried to say to me,
1 }% m$ f! w5 zHow you suffered for you sanity,8 F) N! s6 Z4 ^/ y1 T
How you tried to set them free,
: A, C/ }, h- t7 o+ b! uThey would not listen they're not listening still, 6 D5 x' t- J& V) D& J0 \+ T
Perhaps they never will. |
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