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! |/ w9 u7 X9 f1 w$ }+ J aStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
3 f- W3 w+ o0 W! hLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, 0 R9 r: V" A6 M. Y0 J" D
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
5 k7 J. w3 U& BCatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. 8 d. `- u+ f& _! |$ d. Y8 r
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,; s+ R. H! Z/ e9 Y
How you suffered for you sanity,
: a' o% F) `5 Y! t( Y& THow you tried to set them free,
, d3 T4 x- y# ]2 P# {They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. % v/ x4 ?; y G" Q
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, 6 t$ ]3 l" `8 T
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
^4 }' J- |/ i. iColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, * x1 t# M/ E- Z! |& R9 q
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. - x8 Y( H$ C) y, {* A
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For they could not love you, but still your love was true,
# W) `& ^- r( F! e8 tAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, ; U) `& q1 I$ S
You took your life as lovers ofter do,
& H$ Q2 C( }/ N; }1 J/ fBut I could have told you, Vincent, # c5 Q3 L% ]/ L6 [( c
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. 3 p1 o1 C1 s" h& k2 j& f
3 f" R, x8 ?. _Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, 8 B" r; {* Q5 H6 L0 J7 s. K2 t
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. 4 I6 d$ V8 L6 \; \& Q8 |
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
" ]: L6 E0 [2 U: K' nThe 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, " D: z9 G. a, c7 Y7 X$ U: S
How you suffered for you sanity,
! L/ L8 L S* xHow you tried to set them free, ) X/ }8 m1 K2 z5 B
They would not listen they're not listening still,
8 V$ r! n" n" j8 O, oPerhaps they never will. |
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