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O4 z% L: p4 m9 W/ EStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, : o4 X% Y. [9 i' N( c
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, r3 t, d& h/ `, `3 K1 u7 d3 ]
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,+ w# N! {9 ?7 Q: k k: N
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. ) ]% G! t! ?) S0 a/ M1 b6 j
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
`* L$ u. o# }How you suffered for you sanity, ; t1 V- n9 P e
How you tried to set them free,
/ o- V4 i2 j h, U+ K4 \( HThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
5 c: ?$ a+ M6 y! x- pStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
/ X! C# u/ O B. v3 X, m9 PSwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, ! T2 R! f! @( f% A% v
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
1 j; g& b, J' V, D# KWeathered 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, ' @) D9 p1 G% M
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, # G* S3 G7 T0 W! j- O9 d9 U- w9 ]
You took your life as lovers ofter do,
8 v( }/ l* g" PBut I could have told you, Vincent, 6 C3 J' b; c9 n/ c
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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; B) ?0 M3 ?$ e$ Z7 I: zStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, 0 U; ]3 I+ S2 b; l
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. ) c9 D5 s) x0 Z$ J! h
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, / B" X* L; h. z9 R6 l2 \+ i$ M6 n
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,
9 [6 z; j: d2 g* P! qHow you suffered for you sanity,, V. D: Q( c# _3 l$ }
How you tried to set them free,
1 M! }3 l$ s6 f \They would not listen they're not listening still,
( L5 o3 R* ]$ s2 i, n0 HPerhaps they never will. |
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