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3 O* K8 ~: g* CStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
_$ X2 Y$ s" Z9 l; P. hLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
) d: K. L. F9 O# }7 w; XShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,- M2 X" z% w/ \" r
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
; y8 f8 s6 {/ e8 Y7 eNow I understand what you tried to say to me,0 |( t" A; A( O
How you suffered for you sanity, 7 C1 |& U V1 \% G; v
How you tried to set them free,
9 ^0 t9 U9 S$ X% \5 c0 _They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
; Q/ ^3 O( M: x i6 ^ KStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, 8 {* Z- W) f9 P: O( c8 |% D
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
3 a3 n1 F. E! Y( W+ LColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, 7 }1 y" k; x7 j! ]9 k
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. . o4 d& G% y" y5 {. B2 ^. M
: h! [; M: p: Z$ k- l+ [* QFor they could not love you, but still your love was true, 1 B; v5 P9 B: i; a: S3 l
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
& k# G4 \& s) h+ e- iYou took your life as lovers ofter do, * F5 `4 K5 X. ~
But I could have told you, Vincent, 3 i) ?& x0 f; c9 p# O- N
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. ) x* D1 W2 q% q. a0 ^
5 w8 d6 _- x I' k( Q( LStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
. W/ S% n- |5 s0 jFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
* W% I4 [+ Y! P3 ?% p9 pLike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
N" R+ F5 `0 S* ]8 V5 FThe silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. ; Z( \! p6 {% c" K0 }
( @3 ]0 O) \% b1 I6 PNow I think I know what you tried to say to me,
8 s8 G, X t7 c" Z6 T1 Z" {How you suffered for you sanity,
, }) K2 K: x- _: e/ OHow you tried to set them free,
9 S% O" p9 V* j* _" LThey would not listen they're not listening still, 2 m, t' o2 G3 c6 i1 o+ J* `
Perhaps they never will. |
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