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; z# N+ }/ C" N! UStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
2 E& j$ v+ j5 e! OLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, $ Z; ]& M" }7 Z
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,0 m2 J1 X+ b7 Z. N
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. + r( V4 i7 \# g2 g4 j* Q# J
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,& k/ W8 j+ F* C) ?
How you suffered for you sanity,
) ~) j9 w9 D8 [7 ]4 v' AHow you tried to set them free,
9 W- s$ W3 Z( W1 JThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. r/ [* c( x% m) o0 |: ^
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
, ]& S( t3 E3 E! nSwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
% q( m ?* P! `9 YColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
: G0 K# o4 Z/ SWeathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. " R- x; |5 T( |# V, a3 J2 I; F
2 M' B5 u' ]- @9 @2 t5 m" mFor they could not love you, but still your love was true, : p n0 ^3 ], E3 i+ B
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
/ O( I5 @. C+ {" g, M: c. |6 Z- MYou took your life as lovers ofter do, 0 }8 W/ t a7 t
But I could have told you, Vincent, 4 {8 t6 ?8 a0 `$ q, `1 O
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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1 S( Y' m. I2 @' r0 q. @/ sStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
- A0 }9 g' u# EFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. + L5 d. l( O0 L: H/ j
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
# r% F" j6 k1 ^3 u. ?The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. # a T) `+ S' M! Q- j
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Now I think I know what you tried to say to me, 4 q1 f/ z; ^+ }3 m9 E
How you suffered for you sanity,
; i9 t4 M# q0 s. [$ Z1 iHow you tried to set them free, 2 y0 R5 f1 {% J7 r) O# k
They would not listen they're not listening still, : {3 i, t( F! U4 {% z. k
Perhaps they never will. |
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