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* c3 ~- H# P' t. JStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
$ J5 V. H+ D! E: U. VLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, 0 i7 T% [; [! _3 K M
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
7 V% c; p& K- P+ c. ZCatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. 1 o; b2 M+ Q. g9 F
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,' J; l! j4 e2 m3 T$ s/ D
How you suffered for you sanity, 3 E* D% S. X1 s" J
How you tried to set them free, ' ]# `, q! C- m" s( Q
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
( |8 b/ c& v4 `( }& G0 q! \; MStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
6 }2 s& {+ `; J1 T( e/ ASwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
! T y; b! f+ E8 H1 zColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, 1 e5 R6 |# }$ s; d% D, a9 i2 g- N
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.
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For they could not love you, but still your love was true,
; d& c+ y" D% P% p7 IAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, ' a D' r8 S; ]& r
You took your life as lovers ofter do, & u5 C u; L% X# M( T
But I could have told you, Vincent,
: m# p! R5 y0 qThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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0 X! O. ^ @" }3 G# dStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, $ K( u% j$ N) P; q: N
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. ; n# [9 |/ Y6 w
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, 2 C7 q, I5 @, t/ D
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
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: D: c" P+ y+ S# B! FNow I think I know what you tried to say to me, % a9 d9 [7 R/ o2 z: U: v+ W
How you suffered for you sanity,
8 U: L/ H- Q" `! {( |4 n+ a. QHow you tried to set them free, ' d+ k. G+ t' \5 ^
They would not listen they're not listening still, 4 Q6 _7 t0 P* U* F, D
Perhaps they never will. |
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