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; z6 R6 P" m3 t% CStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, 4 b# i8 U+ E; B5 ?9 \1 D( S
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, : L+ Y4 n2 N( p/ i- c6 j
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
. M: [- E6 g u5 yCatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
* ] g4 p# h/ }& Y; [) H$ B! O9 |Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
4 @. e$ z7 k* c; BHow you suffered for you sanity,
G/ r Y; Q5 _" {# MHow you tried to set them free,
. Z/ @5 Q; T5 ]They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
* V% _; i9 v- b# CStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, 8 J9 C$ v9 U$ \1 e1 P5 m/ M" p& g2 k
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
4 R( w! s( |7 H- U2 o% ZColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
" K5 p& [5 y/ u& ~+ Z. xWeathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. 4 I* b+ l) t o8 {& c
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For they could not love you, but still your love was true, ; W2 L7 Q2 M$ j) X
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
/ d( V) ?0 V" f% Q1 C1 _$ I/ YYou took your life as lovers ofter do, 3 ]4 g k( _) `' N- {
But I could have told you, Vincent,
6 V) m- d' n) z, I: wThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. + Q* o$ R: A& X9 y3 g/ O
3 h7 T& [5 C9 h( Z$ hStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
0 D) P* }$ U% L8 O& sFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
4 B# M4 r2 k6 |) M; kLike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, 8 A) V; J% a' A
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. $ D/ |9 A, {5 M+ I5 F
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Now I think I know what you tried to say to me, b' W7 F; @/ R! n
How you suffered for you sanity,
$ C) y' s1 V1 o1 x, J2 HHow you tried to set them free, ! I. d) D" x6 \, J
They would not listen they're not listening still,
% V. o1 K+ \9 i9 x! j. J) Y6 aPerhaps they never will. |
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