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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, 4 S' h& o9 A8 t& U& c
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, : e H( @( S. n/ H
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,, B4 [) B/ Q0 ~. x( o; w
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
2 m p. A) [ C4 dNow I understand what you tried to say to me,
% }# Q7 A+ d) o! GHow you suffered for you sanity, , a ?' m V: c) v- p8 |
How you tried to set them free,
& \8 }+ |& u5 ]$ A- _2 YThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. 2 L3 t/ A6 y: l) q- }& U* w
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, 1 y( F3 W8 t2 B4 T( w. F$ @
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
) O6 F# v" b; W$ ]6 M m+ _Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
- w, F+ ~1 L- d! c% I) bWeathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.
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T1 n+ h/ E5 X2 R: dFor they could not love you, but still your love was true, 5 V% v1 v0 h$ S
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
I+ C) Q3 B9 wYou took your life as lovers ofter do,
: k& a, ?- G* [But I could have told you, Vincent, * L5 |6 o9 j7 `
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. * x7 ~' T7 e6 a7 p
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, & H% U) s! d9 C
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. 3 \% L. |3 n' x
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
' w- q- q6 O& `% U$ W% S( yThe silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
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8 Y3 f* o' r9 L) b1 RNow I think I know what you tried to say to me,
( f8 S+ A/ d" L4 U: `- p; |. JHow you suffered for you sanity,
6 Y! q1 Z& Y, ]$ |How you tried to set them free,
7 e& B {4 P' @They would not listen they're not listening still,
) f+ V! [ V$ @2 A3 Z% K$ DPerhaps they never will. |
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