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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, 9 V0 g7 J! w. ]* e: `3 F& l" T
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
2 z5 q5 E9 x3 p6 P6 j4 aShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
5 v2 Q) g3 ? vCatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
" ^# r _) F- }* \Now I understand what you tried to say to me,# Y$ s, R4 p/ [; Y3 s( z/ ?1 P
How you suffered for you sanity,
4 B! ^5 k( C& ZHow you tried to set them free,
" T+ E* y2 n6 }; O- nThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. # ~2 @8 ~2 S; C. Q# O. y* W
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, * n: _& z4 a6 X
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, + ]* e4 \$ l+ n
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, ) t! |! j, B& Z- I
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. 2 W1 g1 \6 @# \+ h1 a& W
* x6 f" Q3 ~3 c8 JFor they could not love you, but still your love was true, 3 e/ i6 H7 w4 x5 K ?1 \
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
$ D, U/ T7 A, y/ d" }+ \; }% kYou took your life as lovers ofter do,
% Q H9 N3 D! h0 R. j8 QBut I could have told you, Vincent, & L( g9 C# d+ ]
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. 1 v# p/ ]% ?: k& c! k
h7 X' C/ b4 B+ h- u5 wStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
* g# F3 }' O& _+ @2 tFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
" S7 P3 [. h/ d3 C9 B5 dLike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
& k4 I0 j' \3 T/ }The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. % T& t1 Y1 T. s# l2 r, l, c
; j; R1 J5 R. ?9 P7 R& u& w3 X( y) DNow I think I know what you tried to say to me, ' E; _7 v! t4 O$ p8 O( l+ b- b
How you suffered for you sanity,
& Z; k l" C, R6 QHow you tried to set them free,
! U" u, M t* U, ~! ~* [They would not listen they're not listening still,
7 S/ V) K" f( |% nPerhaps they never will. |
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