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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, 3 o" f/ s7 t7 X+ m
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
" g4 K/ l1 X6 W+ M' R5 e; eShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,4 N7 N9 a. F2 m+ ?' g w
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
( ?' D/ G& o3 k; ^ DNow I understand what you tried to say to me,* T. o! B3 M/ t( m) Y
How you suffered for you sanity,
4 U1 e$ Y4 z5 ^How you tried to set them free,
+ i, R3 ~& w5 {+ D% `They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. 6 `0 M+ T" w! r
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
. g' B7 c, w. `8 f" |4 KSwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, 2 c1 v/ n$ M& J
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, # a6 G& U" M' J8 }# M- q1 O
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. # L. ^3 r( c; j0 ~9 k8 S
$ } T/ K: U( q nFor they could not love you, but still your love was true,
* j$ e8 x. x+ ~- nAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, 5 x+ m: u! x- t4 a; Z# g
You took your life as lovers ofter do,
1 [( x6 f" u3 iBut I could have told you, Vincent, 6 ]' ~& z" P2 `3 G* b. p7 M5 |
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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4 @, o8 b4 V" Z, BStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, * [8 w4 F' g ?! I. `" ~- ]
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
7 X: U; y8 a, B7 K. T5 S* m3 BLike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, . o* n! w& M" O0 ?/ t r" ?: g+ q
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. / g: I+ s$ D' Z w$ C, t
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Now I think I know what you tried to say to me, $ V4 }8 _' W( h9 s
How you suffered for you sanity,. N% ?4 U3 h5 S, y8 n z
How you tried to set them free,
8 p4 I/ H( u' W7 n/ Y! q& wThey would not listen they're not listening still, / {& T% Z ?" q" E( I5 l+ R2 W
Perhaps they never will. |
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