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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, ( n, _* w8 p: n$ W
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
7 o7 T$ g$ h8 m( n$ }Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
' f: x, q+ n& C/ ^5 ECatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. & X' ]& E, N$ {8 ]
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,; ~- l5 e' ?2 j+ w/ {* r
How you suffered for you sanity,
% H' V0 n8 T& r% ]4 C" XHow you tried to set them free,
4 w& [7 E1 ^3 UThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. 1 e+ M+ p/ o5 `8 W) P3 L( e
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, 0 O: ^8 Y0 l7 S# q' J
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
! e! I; i l" d8 j; iColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, # P% Y( }' ^" l+ ]
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. 0 x/ }/ e* m! b4 O5 V) ~
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For they could not love you, but still your love was true, 5 Q' o( n i: B% `8 N
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
' b' C3 C, R* E% @* NYou took your life as lovers ofter do,
! K! J9 D& g! `% a( xBut I could have told you, Vincent, 9 S. O- J0 m" b* }/ q6 a
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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" g9 [) j) s$ D" KStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, * K* D; |% a6 l
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
- @ }4 d3 m A) w7 {Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, 2 y) R4 D" l" ~
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. ! e7 u$ a2 R0 r- }. ]$ |
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Now I think I know what you tried to say to me,
( ~. w) w; _9 f% M' THow you suffered for you sanity,
. T7 }# x! s1 S9 |% d) l2 ~! YHow you tried to set them free, ) I5 O/ _8 ?5 S# q" j
They would not listen they're not listening still, 4 z- d8 ?# t- M: O. \, w/ ?( s
Perhaps they never will. |
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