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6 E7 ?' |. M- q' ? }% I# O( oStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
& l) U. B2 E/ Y/ j) Q) J8 sLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
9 ~, m7 f* u9 VShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,4 z, t q d7 X
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. C7 A/ I" Z4 }
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
- l( d. A) e! K z9 cHow you suffered for you sanity, 0 m; {; u6 o7 ?2 y+ _' J# c# ]1 A8 t
How you tried to set them free, : m% x0 r6 K) d, L: \3 X9 v
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. 5 q k9 |- D- c" h9 z
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
s1 [- z, `/ F& V! fSwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, # `7 e' V( A- l
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
# [6 `# d, o( k" q+ @Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.
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3 j9 b+ T6 C; @6 jFor they could not love you, but still your love was true,
% w/ w" o- `# v# DAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, 4 W, Z2 p8 M8 p( [4 N( f
You took your life as lovers ofter do, 4 s) [3 {8 o4 n% d7 l5 S. Q" n6 |
But I could have told you, Vincent,
2 s% ?5 b+ v1 u2 R3 d$ C- }This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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* @9 s* h, N' T- d9 I) Y0 w% HStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
. b8 } D& S6 h# G# m7 l9 T eFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. ! ?- C+ _ y& Q
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
/ f% [8 M6 Y# j: ^6 B2 B. SThe silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. # g/ g/ \; J E9 v- b g Y0 B- D7 k0 ~
$ c: k9 ~& m$ c) \7 z q0 tNow I think I know what you tried to say to me, / I* a/ Z( V& x
How you suffered for you sanity,
$ l5 x! z* z5 ]' S2 tHow you tried to set them free, & F7 |7 l; t3 K& k' m
They would not listen they're not listening still,
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