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2 t" j$ q) }% `Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
9 U; N) }/ t! O6 @Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
, U0 F3 Y% @6 ?7 W9 Q0 `Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,. Q8 d2 B( i3 W3 A B/ c
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. ; [5 C/ ?9 |4 ]
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
5 i! ~ g; ~' j7 V# m8 rHow you suffered for you sanity,
1 h6 a) P+ `" d1 z R8 D+ bHow you tried to set them free, 0 s6 O) ?0 U/ A" w3 S- r3 N
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
( k8 ]0 y/ ^" nStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
. }) L+ f. `% A! c9 a% cSwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
3 u" }* o; R/ ^) VColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, $ X; ]3 U0 v r2 X
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. / n3 [0 X6 s* P) [
% J: z6 r8 Y1 y- z; UFor they could not love you, but still your love was true, & c' v3 U" [3 K: s/ c- F1 [
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
+ U5 H5 A; t+ M% g# oYou took your life as lovers ofter do,
0 \% t% ]5 |+ J/ k# j) oBut I could have told you, Vincent, 7 u# U; ^6 e. G' d4 T$ o( t H- z, p
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. + F! u' a5 c2 X0 K( \+ v& `
2 T1 q/ Z, A3 r: _Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, 4 I( n& b A0 I1 M1 F6 M
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. 8 j6 Q0 ]' T5 h) r
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, : L J2 ^% W; A. r% }- O, R* R
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. 2 _ O, ?* _9 \# ~6 W
( D. X4 A# D2 D8 c" A1 J# O5 w6 dNow I think I know what you tried to say to me, : }% V! w; {" y$ D( a; J- s
How you suffered for you sanity,$ t" J- ~- }6 u
How you tried to set them free, * d4 a2 M3 H, f. z( C& R) _
They would not listen they're not listening still, 0 t; f+ H3 s" {" H; i: Q& k
Perhaps they never will. |
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