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* Q8 \5 M7 V4 z# J+ [' ^$ ]( AStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, * f7 H1 B, D2 w5 S
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, ! g$ R* E+ g% y, J
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,* {5 K; o7 O7 j0 E
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. L4 y' L: D6 y g' V
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
4 o% e W: ^3 M; c, M( V! i. FHow you suffered for you sanity, 4 u0 A9 D) C; ]' F7 R- T: o
How you tried to set them free,
! e' h8 A2 O4 cThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. ) T- N# y5 ]; W- x1 O# k) d2 P" x
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
/ J% p: }/ h; TSwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
$ k% e& a; n9 zColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
! o& W0 ~6 \- M) N2 cWeathered 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,
3 P R5 Q7 E( vAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, ! B! p6 P: z$ x2 K4 ^
You took your life as lovers ofter do, 5 x8 r! C( o3 e" `1 l" u
But I could have told you, Vincent, 0 X$ d9 e! x" o8 z" T! j" f
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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8 k6 D& K3 t4 b. U. q _Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
0 Z8 @8 C# m: h/ s: `* b; qFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. 9 Q% \9 b. u a4 T0 @# X
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, % f. X% E' A6 u; R
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
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- k( s$ y- |, w& B' CNow I think I know what you tried to say to me,
% D, V" a/ |( W% T/ U' W. EHow you suffered for you sanity,# L* c& b1 S; h
How you tried to set them free, 4 K: u. m* ?0 R4 `& P) p9 d
They would not listen they're not listening still, N2 N3 g# f. i1 l- c0 S
Perhaps they never will. |
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