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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, 3 ~7 N& ?5 v7 \; c* n5 u
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, 6 s& `; I" S7 S, L+ g
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
6 V4 E" b( S% @0 lCatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. * A) \2 O; f! M, s
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
% \ L6 b* y! I5 w9 dHow you suffered for you sanity, 6 Y* J$ K/ L: g* ~
How you tried to set them free, " Z3 y/ [% x0 F/ g7 |
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
; S" I1 d# I' R' e7 d' q; TStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
6 x% F& _/ I. r9 FSwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, 9 N- R5 `# x: n* q2 V
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
* G* ?+ @3 y1 J- p& @Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. / T% m3 H% U: u- M
8 m( z+ {. @ D f# @! S. LFor they could not love you, but still your love was true,
9 F/ y9 R3 M% }& H$ f9 z* pAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
! ?) ~8 `4 [- ], @0 kYou took your life as lovers ofter do, & _8 N* p8 ~( H3 k9 N) Y% t
But I could have told you, Vincent, ) r/ Z4 m8 K- u# }" g& `7 s
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. : [$ m+ Z: H' j/ O: O5 |
2 b; U$ y) @ o$ c1 ^Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
! `( p" X7 M8 ?Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. % |1 G, Q1 x; L$ a1 E8 {
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, 3 a* v8 ]) ~( s6 X7 Y& q
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
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Now I think I know what you tried to say to me, ; h' b+ p$ t ~$ }! f- L1 u. j
How you suffered for you sanity,8 s, j1 _' r0 X) }1 f; v" X+ h
How you tried to set them free,
& \4 P+ D8 T4 W7 L" O: KThey would not listen they're not listening still,
1 W4 ]( w% k( y' r; E1 k) l6 |! IPerhaps they never will. |
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