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1 s4 V1 Z: S! LStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, 3 j8 m$ P) p3 g j
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
* `" Q- k+ H d" f7 WShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
, C% b. d m, ?0 _2 J4 J' ~7 [Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
: v/ Q( q' W5 G8 k" ~# WNow I understand what you tried to say to me,6 T8 k! M3 E0 j8 E; ^* | P6 w
How you suffered for you sanity, 3 x4 q7 X' m7 D
How you tried to set them free, ; w/ Y' N* n {4 Q- U) o+ N
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. 7 \, Q/ s1 }% g) E; s
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, : [$ _. I- `- N6 m3 r0 v
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
. `8 v/ {9 j' m. b! t. UColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
' ^ j: I5 u3 \+ JWeathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.
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" X7 p$ x+ L2 V7 EFor they could not love you, but still your love was true, # q: C) Z* z. H0 D L2 w
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
" W6 j; M/ q, EYou took your life as lovers ofter do,
$ K9 G7 M9 i+ j, U- Q0 `But I could have told you, Vincent,
& l, l9 [0 O* v9 MThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. 8 r! g) C$ h( h0 P
a( B! O4 m' NStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, : a6 e8 @+ U# T( x, h9 V4 ^
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
8 a5 ~; v( N1 XLike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
8 H X- r0 C1 Z2 CThe silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. , g+ U: g+ f0 }: P% Q
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Now I think I know what you tried to say to me,
; B. V# s) w' jHow you suffered for you sanity,9 q6 |6 n# G( Y; J6 j
How you tried to set them free, ' \4 M/ [" ?4 f% |8 e, m
They would not listen they're not listening still, % R. v5 a. e, P3 c
Perhaps they never will. |
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