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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
+ c7 l, Y1 n2 MLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, ) x- S# u8 M( f2 J
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,: @$ s9 x6 Y& \3 Y
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
) d$ X1 g# G$ N; |% n2 TNow I understand what you tried to say to me,
' o2 U5 N% H; S8 W6 h( lHow you suffered for you sanity, ! n- U5 o& e9 b6 B/ T
How you tried to set them free,
0 t1 d/ z9 B+ x' JThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. 8 S$ h9 ~. j% Q" A
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, % V* r# G) m {6 g% S: V5 g
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, ) v5 W7 j9 I+ t/ I& E3 W
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, - {. G$ J( l& v3 ], F# F" g) R
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. 9 `2 I+ d! N5 q) ]+ V
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For they could not love you, but still your love was true, ! {/ @" C( F" {0 B+ J" f& y& ?
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
5 m: C, j) O% B& }, GYou took your life as lovers ofter do,
- C+ A5 Y' {$ W" j' J, U8 OBut I could have told you, Vincent,
) ~* @6 f' C! O. f: d5 OThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, % S1 J h' _# u% ?# e F
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
8 C6 T3 U% s& y, {Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, 5 m$ n& o: u5 I
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. . u! C, a$ l2 {+ o
% C5 w2 Y' j g$ G3 s( NNow I think I know what you tried to say to me,
2 |- o/ X" [* g1 F" X+ m' l& XHow you suffered for you sanity,! r& R7 E1 [% d, Q8 l6 b
How you tried to set them free, , P5 w, p+ @* g
They would not listen they're not listening still, ; y, T5 a0 ~/ I/ h$ r
Perhaps they never will. |
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