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% u7 t9 b, g" E$ H. j+ y: NStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, + F6 I4 q: K# Z2 c# {2 L
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, " q9 I0 f/ _1 t% @. E" r
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,+ A) x" N( a% b1 \
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. & _# m6 K1 f9 x7 x) f
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
3 B9 y& w+ j0 QHow you suffered for you sanity, - P* I* `% F h/ N2 U8 b
How you tried to set them free,
* d6 J/ G+ n& i9 `+ N- w, hThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. ' {& Q6 t- b0 c, y8 |. l
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, # u! ^0 E6 |: c6 w" f, {
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
+ u, \. {6 y- f1 wColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
- A3 ?, T) D# M# F, |Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. # h" U% v. o1 W9 v
1 n/ z$ b% z* `' r" P) UFor they could not love you, but still your love was true, : i/ \& C2 @- I
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
: u z' O+ h5 iYou took your life as lovers ofter do, 4 Q! ~( B( R' d
But I could have told you, Vincent, / [) H) [+ A3 ?' k: F; N+ m
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. # N# e G [" W4 R! g+ O @
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
% }/ f- ^# f6 |( tFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. # A" h3 P, B2 L, p
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, T0 f2 n. P q( Z e* v( y
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. 1 x1 X$ ~- q0 w+ ^# }
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Now I think I know what you tried to say to me, / a* N5 U6 u4 _# {( z- e- h$ j$ e3 j6 H
How you suffered for you sanity,: Y( A. k' x& q
How you tried to set them free, 4 J4 G* t. F0 \% q7 P( p
They would not listen they're not listening still,
8 ^" v- a% _8 _3 r" HPerhaps they never will. |
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