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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
1 O# e. E3 _7 k; E. k: M2 ~# _Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, . W! q( y7 B& C" a
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
" S5 ~4 j6 P' z5 U uCatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
7 V! L0 a1 g: ], uNow I understand what you tried to say to me,
0 `3 o P+ {) cHow you suffered for you sanity, I4 W2 u# g( k9 x+ z, S
How you tried to set them free, / B3 y* `7 z: |! W+ X
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
6 w3 m$ L2 P s6 j7 q# xStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
5 Q! n5 Z8 r4 Q5 C7 q! }Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, ; K/ s9 l6 {8 e) f8 ` M5 R
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
( m$ z0 k% k. ^. z5 cWeathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. 7 F4 F1 }( `+ E$ f7 S
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For they could not love you, but still your love was true,
3 Z& X, s5 L4 G) w2 m4 GAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
2 l' @0 {, F# X5 RYou took your life as lovers ofter do,
1 _# s; o" V' MBut I could have told you, Vincent,
* x) D/ L. E& r1 ]4 ?+ n' FThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. 8 e- E: `/ q f1 d0 X! V
# T" x0 i# I; c4 t% gStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
0 {) O6 ?* e }9 qFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
3 u4 z; [: f5 q% b4 e$ z! R5 Y" ~Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, : c( f4 B% e. g
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,
6 W9 E) T% p/ J; CHow you suffered for you sanity,6 g. i6 f v- m- }8 y
How you tried to set them free,
5 h# p' r0 f5 mThey would not listen they're not listening still, 7 k/ T& E. W) S) v; [
Perhaps they never will. |
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