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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
2 R; r% G& X' @1 G9 ILook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, 3 P& m& a: s5 u1 W( U9 |
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,( b5 h- R! U# {: O* \
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
+ i* y4 J- T |6 A' }/ ^, vNow I understand what you tried to say to me,6 a9 W: y3 j- H' {
How you suffered for you sanity, / c6 p* o% u" u4 H0 l& t3 u
How you tried to set them free,
, m K1 h2 _" Y' o1 `They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
8 B( ?6 ^ r% oStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
# Q, U' |, L P4 zSwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
) I- e( y2 ?% D% U+ }Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
* ~. F' U$ K) h+ {' ]$ s* gWeathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.
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* Y' U8 j% ]# F8 U( A% CFor they could not love you, but still your love was true, " P5 h3 O6 ~, h
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
7 ?" ^- I, k% v qYou took your life as lovers ofter do,
W& q. N9 ^ P* X7 {( CBut I could have told you, Vincent,
h8 f; G6 o7 e+ Q; Y: NThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. 9 U6 _4 h3 Z- a- R3 U
- h( c X7 J! D- \- `) P' hStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, 3 h0 ^" U# \1 b& G! j% G: \
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. ! }# A8 ]" d8 ]- f; t \* B
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
. u% Y* g: s: R$ b* {The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. $ ?+ S# ?# W% S+ ^
3 z1 E& b: w' h" w8 yNow I think I know what you tried to say to me, ! v/ {5 @( N, D9 H5 @" n- v
How you suffered for you sanity,$ W0 |' B( J9 o6 @6 C
How you tried to set them free, " u5 }) e' B9 V+ x
They would not listen they're not listening still, 3 X) p" j; n1 [, z7 o
Perhaps they never will. |
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