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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
+ M0 d+ p9 J7 V1 G! C& K5 RLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
$ E. N4 `. w! Q5 r) r1 BShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,$ A& O) g& \7 t6 ^: h N" ~. i, C
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
( D- F4 B9 U: d5 e3 R# tNow I understand what you tried to say to me,
6 S, t( ^. a* k- P8 JHow you suffered for you sanity,
( h# E/ h/ P8 U% F0 kHow you tried to set them free, * ]9 [. i& p/ s' y9 v" m8 ^
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
/ u0 l/ H# g* `$ }8 aStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, % B$ R: F! J- U K# `# O) v: n+ ?
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, % L( |8 `) J. `9 s1 Y" o* r$ i
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
. \& v) Q1 _ V; q; b; zWeathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. 0 G' I# t6 q# s: S" S1 B1 S
( I1 |. Y( z# K) o# bFor they could not love you, but still your love was true,
) b9 q3 O) v- R* W6 \3 yAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, " L& ~- P6 f' ^, m( W; G; y
You took your life as lovers ofter do, 2 Y$ z4 f2 J# I& @' X/ b
But I could have told you, Vincent,
# t% ]7 s8 K7 E* mThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. # D2 h+ J/ }$ P7 z
, W8 k5 a9 P, s# BStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, ; n# u: ]; D& F) d- _* H2 g7 F0 d: }/ }
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. ; s/ F& u0 }7 P1 k' D
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
5 r: `1 s1 ?% F+ ZThe silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. 4 a( ?, g T/ b# j) w) g% Z2 {
0 G/ x' w& i4 C, p& f$ W8 sNow I think I know what you tried to say to me, # x4 @1 ^5 v3 J: m& J8 u
How you suffered for you sanity,
# L! O/ e9 P/ J% U' ?How you tried to set them free,
! o7 A/ V& B. l) ~3 f" OThey would not listen they're not listening still, 4 w, O$ r. {$ |
Perhaps they never will. |
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