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. K) e4 e" r' ZStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
+ `6 N$ ?1 ~' k( K% v/ hLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
/ o; `& A; _% W% tShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,8 Y& J: p6 h( _
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
$ T1 D" T2 L7 D( V& }2 N& oNow I understand what you tried to say to me,
. T- }/ }$ E8 Z0 v; L3 m3 o- o; [How you suffered for you sanity, 2 Z, E0 D3 R2 j% A6 q
How you tried to set them free,
3 c* v! J* V2 \$ hThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
9 Q% T5 D k# a: HStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, * k w; g" n# a2 ~9 ]
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
9 Q& y' c( A, jColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
S5 }3 ^7 R- ~% J6 i. kWeathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. / w/ \, @7 ]( o9 \. j% k* E
% ]9 I* @ Y! Y: x" RFor they could not love you, but still your love was true, " Z6 T" o- v& v" m) c! a
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, + P$ a" ^0 H5 M# W& F7 z: V
You took your life as lovers ofter do, : u- U" Z% D8 q: o' o* x
But I could have told you, Vincent, 1 [( \# h2 \- S4 m5 d' B
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. 7 h+ y9 H; k) s* V
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, 8 E/ C' u1 E" w' G
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
& s' a" ^# r% H4 V! YLike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, 3 O! Q5 G, D0 T
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,
8 w% D0 B! u$ a7 F2 IHow you suffered for you sanity,
@5 q& i# l8 _; uHow you tried to set them free, , H, F. g; N6 Y$ o1 a
They would not listen they're not listening still,
5 L! j9 m3 w9 A4 ?- v! T9 [# {5 iPerhaps they never will. |
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