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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
" F* s8 O) M: X9 |5 f. q" NLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
( [' B( T% ]$ DShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
- |0 A+ S( ~) z* ]# i+ H6 DCatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
! [6 Y) s# g D d8 ^$ INow I understand what you tried to say to me,+ u0 [) h) A2 ]
How you suffered for you sanity, ( T" { S, `! ?
How you tried to set them free,
4 ~: o2 _& L9 L0 z2 |5 ?+ |They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. # S! _- p8 v$ P6 x
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, ' r9 T a1 e* B( M
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
1 l8 K/ u& f* U8 YColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, % K1 [, f* b |- W( R3 B. F
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, , e; `4 N0 O& o0 b7 @
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
( [+ g l: G6 @! K6 _You took your life as lovers ofter do,
7 R( M, I& E" eBut I could have told you, Vincent,
+ S5 N4 o* m8 p" Z0 m+ jThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. / j: B( ?# K5 @
7 b1 U/ v4 E, w3 u- W# M; {Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, : s$ O5 ~' P+ W4 f: O
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. 1 }2 L! @! x/ F7 r
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, ' {6 A$ h. F) [3 d9 F, G7 |2 J4 k
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
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4 k! U% A( f$ Q6 [& c4 t1 r+ a5 pNow I think I know what you tried to say to me,
$ z+ q( m7 U; u, lHow you suffered for you sanity,
; h$ J; @, V) z. m8 tHow you tried to set them free, # R+ u, r. y5 S5 }+ s8 v
They would not listen they're not listening still,
8 A1 q3 Y9 @/ x2 Q* x. X$ nPerhaps they never will. |
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