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' |: S% ?2 Z, O# |Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, ' W! a; e4 H8 m3 `- v" {* n
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, * K, Q9 U) N. @# ^& X% R
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,- x0 r* y! F- X1 Q; w
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. 0 K% s5 ^; E) @4 m) j" e
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,1 R, h( ~& B% F# C4 o- k- i0 F
How you suffered for you sanity,
# `, R! b9 L9 [! _8 X# G. }How you tried to set them free, * X7 V3 O3 _0 g0 R6 Q
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. & m% j' o2 I3 i
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, , T/ D1 u5 D) E1 n) j' b
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, 1 `4 ^+ G0 y/ g, u
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, 0 d! r1 z s. s' m- a
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,
& R4 y2 _# a& zAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, 0 @. J% h2 C @+ v2 }: Q
You took your life as lovers ofter do, : S# d, n# n' P9 J3 Y K
But I could have told you, Vincent,
) }, U0 O! J$ a! _% nThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. 9 o3 H" k8 Q* O- a
- d" b! o% C3 r, CStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
+ q: B; Z K4 \! ^, i" I7 a0 [Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
; C$ D! h0 k/ B% s' oLike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, " y2 v5 Z6 n/ w9 c% g3 b
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,
* q4 p' y0 k2 J1 rHow you suffered for you sanity,5 Y: o3 ^4 N3 K
How you tried to set them free,
7 J( X& J! Q7 _+ Z' {They would not listen they're not listening still, 5 Z5 Z1 z4 l, c' z& e5 {) H C6 c! }( R
Perhaps they never will. |
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