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+ J5 A3 z6 ?: ]' w2 HStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
9 U1 A7 s" { a" S" b2 Q+ e$ mLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, , T2 n& h* P8 M0 O" W& @( {
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,0 F/ q% ]# N1 [# T7 ?- c
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. ) l0 i+ {0 `* x
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,) T y0 [: j# L. L& i& N6 j
How you suffered for you sanity, . H7 }" ?& W9 t
How you tried to set them free, " D- W s- J9 v
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
7 C0 v9 u) c9 vStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, - R' ^: |7 _, F
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
& n- I \7 ]) Q# o# LColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
$ H4 e/ m( p% D# EWeathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. ( x* S- g3 M! P; z/ M7 m- x" V
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For they could not love you, but still your love was true, & B5 l! W! A, y4 J% N
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, . c; J6 e! H4 J, n C* P u8 b6 m1 Y
You took your life as lovers ofter do, ; G2 p5 e$ M+ ?8 Y& Q8 Y
But I could have told you, Vincent,
, @ ~# [5 f- Y) tThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. # T" A1 T% _- F
, k# _% K. l6 P5 L" y z8 FStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, : c4 l; Y+ \3 a. Y6 k2 W
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
9 l+ \5 s) R/ \# L/ d0 t; FLike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, : L! E) A* v/ y) [
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. + u: w0 s9 X$ L1 G* G
0 g y7 h5 D" x" ] S w4 |Now I think I know what you tried to say to me,
1 D' d5 W6 @1 a3 y8 r$ dHow you suffered for you sanity,# L3 z+ d6 n8 O4 g: y: b) I- T. z8 B
How you tried to set them free, 2 J4 [' o- X2 a2 K3 V
They would not listen they're not listening still, & j4 n9 _0 _. j- _8 z: U
Perhaps they never will. |
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