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3 L2 H. V; x% s3 l4 _Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
+ R7 P0 W( l1 q' A( H a7 N8 i" TLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
# i! z0 z3 t! Q# sShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
e. A' k: u$ q6 S' U/ d7 VCatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. 4 y8 E3 Y8 O8 e
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,( ?3 `& X" H) `- i' ]" T
How you suffered for you sanity, * l1 x) B2 _0 V
How you tried to set them free, * M9 O5 E& s% K( {8 U
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. 4 g( K) x( L5 l) x+ M8 G
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
& I% ^) K( z6 iSwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, i* P; r/ g. C( i5 A
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, # y% \* Q1 p: I
Weathered 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,
{& l1 V5 u1 O9 b* ^8 `Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, 9 W+ S! O O/ {- W- q
You took your life as lovers ofter do, 8 {1 }5 A7 e$ Y! D$ s. R$ h& Y$ ?
But I could have told you, Vincent,
/ f. M7 o) B6 {9 ZThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
0 q7 a+ p, f, ]9 ~. iFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
m a/ n* v8 N/ h" D* nLike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, 7 u8 U. \8 [& K) J) @- `
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
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( P" ~ ?' q, B3 C" DNow I think I know what you tried to say to me, " L- n2 U5 ?8 H+ k% a
How you suffered for you sanity,& P5 R* W l* X4 Y3 g3 E" g
How you tried to set them free, . B4 \& i. i, c' g' }1 h6 R: m7 G
They would not listen they're not listening still, ( ]3 O! { j+ I0 w7 I( I
Perhaps they never will. |
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