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9 u; ^" _' j, S2 k2 n! c6 }Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, 0 g0 \* Z; w2 [% L' H
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, 5 |2 f. _1 y) |7 f0 a& ^% `3 h
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils," t4 O. z0 t; T
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
0 u; C$ J2 t: G2 J& m# ZNow I understand what you tried to say to me,
2 B' i) W; A7 m( w! cHow you suffered for you sanity, : \& Q5 ~* F, E/ a
How you tried to set them free,
3 M# q2 M; T8 ]They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. 5 f+ K9 S6 Q2 U4 \! l+ P( A" t
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
+ ^8 O }: u% N+ n6 fSwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
) h9 a% G! [) H2 H8 fColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, + n1 t9 S$ ?, |
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.
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For they could not love you, but still your love was true, ! |6 u6 V# f/ K* Q$ Q
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, 5 X" q9 X! b. U+ w) I
You took your life as lovers ofter do, ~7 J* k9 u y/ u5 U
But I could have told you, Vincent, / h# P% m U7 R- H7 L/ }+ S
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. ) S% ~# \4 O/ L* r$ \: y
& O0 P1 y- }' k. S, fStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
9 o7 p* @2 l6 Z* r/ `) iFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. 0 S) B: G9 m. ~& x! m
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, ) @) J& Z4 u" f2 @
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
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9 ] g- V4 Q: m" L! R1 d _Now I think I know what you tried to say to me,
3 ~9 B! I" j5 `How you suffered for you sanity,
& s0 Z6 k! p$ N+ G5 |9 SHow you tried to set them free,
, A5 y# @1 S* W3 R0 ? @They would not listen they're not listening still,
9 |1 Q8 ^. V" aPerhaps they never will. |
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