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! F2 n- s5 K, l7 LStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, * e3 e$ V# w/ U( |) E" _$ k1 V
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
6 X4 h1 Q) z) U g/ K& oShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,; w% {4 ^! f {
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
8 p8 ^* P) V; g1 S2 sNow I understand what you tried to say to me, b8 s e3 M4 _) k' g$ }
How you suffered for you sanity, 8 \1 W6 u% w0 ^
How you tried to set them free, % `- }4 P e# e2 Q. h
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
! y# U& H' _" I5 V- `; iStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
C' {. h- K" q. F- mSwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, # e. S6 H8 ^+ n* U$ _
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
0 o, p8 x9 n8 ]& D2 [7 sWeathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. e; z- j0 z0 y2 H3 T
/ D. p. Z+ k. b" H* M0 TFor they could not love you, but still your love was true,
) A' k9 ]) L% Z ?& I9 e+ A, kAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, + ~+ @ H; B. z
You took your life as lovers ofter do, + ?" T3 Q& j! }
But I could have told you, Vincent,
9 j5 E; x U4 c' eThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. ) ]% r2 y/ {( A8 |( N
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
8 ^0 ^7 M: h# b5 ^; x1 rFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. / s: U( a' Q+ w+ S
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
+ E& }# t6 p3 C2 eThe silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
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/ c) h: a" t0 rNow I think I know what you tried to say to me, ) O8 g# ]) N3 V" p, K
How you suffered for you sanity,. M$ h6 m ]5 ]) a) [
How you tried to set them free,
/ e: s( a/ g: a3 w4 ^6 PThey would not listen they're not listening still, % u. g; _$ `5 ~2 a2 p
Perhaps they never will. |
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