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+ g' u$ ]( h) t. \1 G# B# `4 v SStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
' U2 |% o% V2 [1 i4 M) ZLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, 8 b( |8 B* J; B( f
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
. |0 G& S6 F, n* D! tCatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
5 x# G) Y2 r0 [' E& KNow I understand what you tried to say to me,3 }# [9 x# g* d! s: s3 g# q
How you suffered for you sanity,
) T8 c5 \) |% W+ b6 {5 ^# C. GHow you tried to set them free, 1 f/ ?8 r6 r2 w2 V
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. $ w4 n+ F* \. g
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
3 a, F h, G5 O) FSwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
* @6 ^7 O$ e: b$ L0 c, n6 QColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
P9 x0 w" m( n2 P k4 _ v0 TWeathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.
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- u& |0 v6 [; }7 _For they could not love you, but still your love was true, 8 w) e6 }4 A# q, O H9 m1 x
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
, z4 O; p- G i" rYou took your life as lovers ofter do,
& v% F$ u" K! iBut I could have told you, Vincent, ; f3 q2 S! w. s+ ~
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. % U0 h, p1 H. T0 S- M& ~
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, - U( C# }; ^) D; v- U
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. / f" C; V% n/ J6 B, u
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
0 _6 N4 i. Z. S4 I+ ~1 yThe silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. " W" L' k ~4 w! V& U5 E. G3 L
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Now I think I know what you tried to say to me, 3 P, W$ h. a# T3 ?
How you suffered for you sanity,, ]" R! ~! P' Y
How you tried to set them free, " E$ s9 ]" Q7 r }( w
They would not listen they're not listening still, & W' H0 Y# E; @" l9 ?( z- V9 `
Perhaps they never will. |
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