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5 I8 O; Q0 x) R6 x$ UStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
$ R4 K8 S4 u) Q$ QLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, 5 x4 o' P: @ [
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,, N8 x7 a2 T$ t3 y( i d
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. , x, {1 x E4 u
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
( S/ [- k8 b1 Z6 HHow you suffered for you sanity,
4 n5 b9 T& B% {# t* tHow you tried to set them free,
: ~% Q, I( ]6 ^$ O; MThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
: p, ?1 T$ v( j$ `6 sStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
5 [" y4 q- O7 n+ `Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
& ?- |$ V& X0 A* N! Q" F1 IColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
4 h8 C$ P" s2 l9 k3 V: FWeathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. 0 c. O3 y- r! d6 C/ v$ B
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For they could not love you, but still your love was true, ! X% ^& T/ l9 c% ~0 C9 E
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, : S- j5 u0 w, U/ t1 b
You took your life as lovers ofter do,
( o! g/ D1 d* {# w IBut I could have told you, Vincent,
9 ^' w" W( i2 C2 mThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. ) s# E( Q1 o$ Z+ H
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, 7 `6 m' e. Q+ z( }& C- N! J
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
/ z) F s3 h5 r0 s% S5 f. j; ZLike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
. T- ^; C5 D4 AThe silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. - |+ [ u/ A; k0 a) f
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Now I think I know what you tried to say to me,
+ V% y- y* C2 W; Q+ S2 d w* FHow you suffered for you sanity,9 y+ q; h m) z) y
How you tried to set them free,
' S6 ^( q4 T* x$ {: uThey would not listen they're not listening still, 7 n K: N- Q( }& j
Perhaps they never will. |
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