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: u' |% D& ^! V$ xStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
! I3 v5 s* Y v/ u+ cLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, h% {3 m9 T( {8 {3 M8 ^
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
( |5 B' D# ] E: n1 ~ ]# u+ dCatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. 8 Z& @4 O. ]" [, w
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,, K) K& U9 D) B) B3 h8 p7 E) T0 u
How you suffered for you sanity,
' A( \) o5 Q$ U1 BHow you tried to set them free, + G: X5 T4 l) M% } p: I
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
% J$ l7 F1 c1 H7 d, d+ NStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, - Q/ \ f( [) g2 s- o4 z& u9 V
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
8 f8 u1 O, V* gColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, 5 O3 w1 F3 r, c D4 Q( C. q7 }
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. " I8 T* N( O* s o* w
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For they could not love you, but still your love was true,
C/ }7 e3 a7 [4 { o: ]Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
( X5 F# k' c) O# LYou took your life as lovers ofter do, & [$ S% N) u3 p$ U# k' z
But I could have told you, Vincent, * } p( d& f; y" n# N! A5 u
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, 8 }6 U7 e% T2 l# W) l: V! [
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. 4 C% {4 G3 l; ~) g9 K
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, A% [: X! s0 W5 N: C
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. - a5 T( F+ j1 W( x; M
# ?: d; w( A5 t; E, `8 A% FNow I think I know what you tried to say to me,
[# M8 E" l4 J4 k" N1 tHow you suffered for you sanity,; @# r6 g! ?" s: e, e
How you tried to set them free, 0 r' S2 S& x9 D4 G4 u/ p
They would not listen they're not listening still,
4 H4 Y3 o. E" h) v. rPerhaps they never will. |
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