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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
8 ^1 ]0 k2 _3 u: fLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, 5 W( e6 X! n! T3 L6 I
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,( ?* R% C$ P8 A/ {
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
) r4 p, P/ Q) O! `4 g1 tNow I understand what you tried to say to me,8 x' i1 n, S2 g: [1 J3 a2 S1 r
How you suffered for you sanity, : o" U& H6 }4 u) m% q* V M% X. K( b
How you tried to set them free,
# D& J; A7 G m/ k8 SThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
; ]( \7 o- _- g9 X$ a# xStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, ! D2 Y* Z, x/ L' [. F- |$ x, _
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
. m/ a! N5 e: {3 HColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, 6 P9 W% o1 o" ^) Y6 L
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. + @! \& [0 i( o
/ P- o/ V/ e( u! _* L( iFor they could not love you, but still your love was true, - h( ~; \3 Z& Z1 I1 _9 ]: J5 J% ?2 {
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
4 ?" L2 X0 w2 n4 Y/ iYou took your life as lovers ofter do,
2 `( Y5 i7 G+ O* x' B/ FBut I could have told you, Vincent, 3 V4 y* Z6 |8 W) h; L1 }9 x
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
7 k: N" g9 R& p9 b2 wFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
0 U! ^ W2 }: cLike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, ! R- e3 x& K2 I* |# G9 M; S) E
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. # `6 D8 G- O. g6 h- J5 ], A# R
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Now I think I know what you tried to say to me,
" s: O) a4 n! C0 ?" [8 G4 iHow you suffered for you sanity,
% H2 ~% Y$ L2 T0 }% cHow you tried to set them free,
Q5 _$ {; m* G5 L, G0 a+ EThey would not listen they're not listening still, 1 }/ _+ q. x8 a1 {
Perhaps they never will. |
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