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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
9 m; W U8 C) }. q' n. t' pLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, ' a7 z) K! s! a* t& r9 L
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
! \3 H! B+ B# Z1 G# eCatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
/ `0 i1 K4 H) _9 o. W- z6 l. qNow I understand what you tried to say to me,
* e( c/ @" n. p) a# ]& q3 c9 V& VHow you suffered for you sanity, " w# D D1 G j
How you tried to set them free,
4 p* K! _1 t! H3 G8 F6 n6 T' Z4 |They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. 6 r" ]: A% P) _! O# [6 G9 ^% D
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
9 L9 n+ R+ ~4 C6 b7 c GSwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, - ]( s' A- i& s( @5 ]* q8 n
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
# c) s5 Y! p. ?7 iWeathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. ! J# l9 ^/ }% I" C# q; |; V
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For they could not love you, but still your love was true, ! R7 j: P2 n. o# U7 S9 h$ h) Z
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, * }# }& V+ l4 j1 ^$ `2 x8 T j+ V
You took your life as lovers ofter do,
% f% n0 p9 D+ F9 [But I could have told you, Vincent, . I# L* x+ G2 A) Z+ ^+ O' t' E
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, ( H: l7 j2 @0 o- ?7 k. F
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. 6 u ~2 ]" b5 G9 g' `9 }5 s
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, ! a: ~3 j O2 d% Y
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
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% i. E+ O' ^, V3 ONow I think I know what you tried to say to me,
5 t9 R# g' G% `' p; x* E! tHow you suffered for you sanity,
) w" x) f X$ x! m& T7 DHow you tried to set them free, # q9 O7 V5 ?+ x+ N( C, v( o4 E$ E
They would not listen they're not listening still, / I: g) \/ }5 P$ i7 U
Perhaps they never will. |
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