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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, % D5 M* G5 h; Y, w. y* n, H
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, 0 L5 X P. |3 V
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,2 p3 Z) |- I1 W3 r; ?
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
2 n% \( }, \4 O1 a1 XNow I understand what you tried to say to me,& i! C- p. r6 C: N8 q
How you suffered for you sanity, ) X- w: f1 l7 h5 j
How you tried to set them free, : }3 v* G: f! f0 I4 S4 e
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. 9 x! c3 j1 p# f: N8 d
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
; j. f# T. ?' ?: j5 @1 H3 }! USwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, 7 e; Y7 ?( ?0 w* l
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, : C Y; n- {- H4 m
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.
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7 s& \. Y2 v2 P8 tFor they could not love you, but still your love was true, ; H C) w) H* O2 o
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
" H+ A8 w) `, J# `You took your life as lovers ofter do,
- c8 ^+ i% `3 T3 GBut I could have told you, Vincent, 4 W+ l- Y1 D) P/ u3 F
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, ) E3 d) q+ i& U% D1 i( u
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. K$ r# k" t3 q$ z; R6 N
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
& k4 T* G" R2 h- @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, 0 \; F# k. f$ W. b) B& }, N
How you suffered for you sanity, o {& [& P$ W; ?3 I! l
How you tried to set them free,
2 T) [% ` C( s& w2 aThey would not listen they're not listening still, # b: r9 \$ N$ w5 @' I$ g/ k
Perhaps they never will. |
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