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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
% R; l& N. F0 ^" GLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
) a. J2 x: T1 B& C* PShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
, N/ @. p$ ?, ]" O3 xCatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
3 Q) b+ d! v" MNow I understand what you tried to say to me, O* ~% \+ m" j" h& m+ u& i B) t
How you suffered for you sanity,
1 Z/ `& W! |! H- vHow you tried to set them free, & u2 S( v: f9 h$ c: Z+ d3 O
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
" H2 ^9 j1 b/ hStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, * v+ R, u6 c& P1 I& Q% l
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, % z- D& d4 s1 _
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
/ S U3 q+ I7 YWeathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.
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For they could not love you, but still your love was true, $ r& x5 I& w: Y
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
; n( t0 X# A9 bYou took your life as lovers ofter do, * n1 t) O G8 j0 V) O1 r: _ J5 Q" ~
But I could have told you, Vincent, ' j" H$ G9 s3 C# k$ }
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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$ @) l6 s0 E$ p3 eStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
3 V, F! m; B/ PFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. 6 Q# ~- ]( S2 ` ~
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, : x/ K' ]+ n3 @1 n$ j2 F2 [
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. / n9 ? T% d$ K) }
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Now I think I know what you tried to say to me, " d% J# V2 k3 f( V0 B% _/ j
How you suffered for you sanity,! f1 T8 c, b3 Q# @9 D+ Q
How you tried to set them free,
2 U1 v: v8 Y; F" f/ T3 K. m/ TThey would not listen they're not listening still, " y% c* \! e! d- x) v$ t4 m
Perhaps they never will. |
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