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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
7 F- y0 p! f9 t# @9 x2 t' w6 OLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
/ d& K d% Y& Y9 tShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
' Q9 d1 {1 a! rCatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. 3 m+ P: [/ F; A8 Y: l/ q
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
1 B5 [1 d! Y& |; a! C6 GHow you suffered for you sanity, # i+ p/ n8 ~7 |" `+ Q
How you tried to set them free,
( e+ u8 U, d% G' PThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
" _; q: x3 y' g. [7 r* FStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, % l2 m! z0 h8 x/ Z0 c
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, 6 N7 c9 i1 b$ T
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, & N: c. {- E5 L7 C/ b
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. ' q- M' J* Y4 s( Y% g
" N+ |! I Q2 i3 J" XFor they could not love you, but still your love was true, ( T* o: u. D7 A: B
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
2 t& n0 M$ L8 [You took your life as lovers ofter do,
( e2 J+ m) R, R: |7 s2 x8 MBut I could have told you, Vincent, ) s" G+ f! z, O& e- {& z
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. : ^* X v5 z0 E4 K/ N7 a' V
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
/ |' {2 N1 K- ?( G \Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. 5 S. L0 v+ ^ ~5 p s0 o" Q
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
* c4 t% H. J/ u) UThe 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,
* V+ d$ [, h+ CHow you suffered for you sanity,
4 K( r! j3 Q" E7 t8 L8 p" ?/ L1 QHow you tried to set them free, 0 a- f1 U& M: H% O5 _8 f
They would not listen they're not listening still, ' @! [# E$ n; }- ^2 ~7 H! u
Perhaps they never will. |
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