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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, ( Y( s5 ? z" w2 ?; `
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, $ z5 J" t& I1 o3 b+ b6 Y
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,& B% w3 j4 o+ Z6 F* D* s% N
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
5 n9 G/ ]! P0 _" S$ H5 @# w2 SNow I understand what you tried to say to me,
1 l# F- ?) z) s# O! u" {6 uHow you suffered for you sanity, - N7 V I' ?0 w1 j
How you tried to set them free,
9 {" h( T6 ^9 H& IThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
& f3 K& O- q, b) F. wStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
: D! J; [7 r1 e2 N: h' ]# jSwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, % [- l. T3 t* Z; C
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, , w: F" q, p% N8 S0 G9 F1 r% j k
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. 4 i; @5 T2 i$ d/ G; O
1 {6 s4 G1 b( x* W/ _1 q, jFor they could not love you, but still your love was true,
1 B1 {9 v; R' ?& m: zAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, 4 r- f! o) { X* |0 }
You took your life as lovers ofter do,
8 ]% h" o2 d# p7 FBut I could have told you, Vincent, 0 Y' ^' X( l: X* p6 o, y+ Y+ L
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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, Q& L# a; R9 JStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
, V/ a" o- {( [5 ~3 q$ r& J' vFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. & q1 p, }# \) |9 T) M
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, ! @3 q5 R& s; @7 ~6 J
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. 7 a9 h$ k5 f6 m# F/ s
2 `$ m$ Q# b( Y/ |9 xNow I think I know what you tried to say to me,
% S: P! z( Y) E: A, OHow you suffered for you sanity,
' \3 p* x2 A8 O3 ]9 GHow you tried to set them free, 7 U6 K0 l: J% N$ _0 H4 I
They would not listen they're not listening still, 3 A( T" y1 g+ `" ~4 M6 O/ V$ G @3 |
Perhaps they never will. |
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