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0 ?0 U0 C, ?1 l: H( u( yStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, ! T- o }9 h# X
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, 8 S+ R; c# R0 w$ }
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,4 M+ A) E* z0 Q. _
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. 6 G% Y- `7 ~' Y- q2 |
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,) c/ }* p! f7 D& c% s" v: d
How you suffered for you sanity, + N9 i! |5 G" \6 }2 D, i
How you tried to set them free,
8 x$ w, ~; E% {3 @4 l$ R) KThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. ' W+ u% Y: P% `' j
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
9 t m- ?% z2 r6 f# MSwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
" w. m+ w% o5 TColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, ( Q x) E' u$ {" e3 G" S
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.
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0 f; }) L$ p0 O! \For they could not love you, but still your love was true,
6 U+ U* [& ~9 u m* K% ?1 AAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, ) ]8 c. h( t4 w. \' R
You took your life as lovers ofter do, * Z9 R H: t# U$ l9 |, ]" Z- @$ M
But I could have told you, Vincent, 4 H9 i; ?" _* c- |) N
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. 4 { }/ }0 ?& Q! B3 M
`1 O$ c, \8 k4 M2 g3 g' K+ w: U$ LStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
& G, i% F% g: N( W+ @Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. % b2 |* a3 x6 f% a
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
' { y: ?( ~- b; CThe silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. 1 g7 U& O8 y. M y6 U1 z, ~1 i
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Now I think I know what you tried to say to me, 6 N% i& `. w% R2 w! v4 F: }& F) E
How you suffered for you sanity,
$ N( t" J8 @% CHow you tried to set them free,
1 M/ F: {+ Q. q8 |8 q2 \! yThey would not listen they're not listening still, 7 ?! J: G6 N" [" c! m
Perhaps they never will. |
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