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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, , s' A& J* Y7 Z! P7 t
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
1 z2 |6 A- Z. T0 c3 Q1 i7 SShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils, T; R# B0 }7 L$ r" a
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. & O6 E! q+ V( Z- x0 h
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,$ F1 f" x! ~. t' e6 O" {+ K* P! k
How you suffered for you sanity,
7 r9 c6 g0 t# q- kHow you tried to set them free,
8 k# d8 W+ ^) E; eThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
! c4 ?! L5 t9 y l, fStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, 5 ~6 T1 U& T- T; R8 I# x/ R
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, ( |5 B8 e8 F' p$ c' p" X2 @
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
; m' Y; F5 s& W0 m% t+ H1 X6 IWeathered 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, p& f ^2 o, n' }
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
1 I# T0 \8 r: m6 z. rYou took your life as lovers ofter do,
; Z7 b' s! B, z1 [But I could have told you, Vincent, ' a9 V1 e7 ^9 S( ~; i
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, 5 A9 \" l, X! d( [0 r/ u1 R
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
% I. P6 }0 E3 ?7 sLike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, ( {( B* a# b# \0 w" ^7 ~
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. # `% X+ x; h3 M! G& ~/ S
: A, Y9 O& Z# @$ U- QNow I think I know what you tried to say to me, 3 Q9 s# x1 @$ I
How you suffered for you sanity,
' u" r8 x; R% d" |4 _: u, NHow you tried to set them free,
+ m2 [! L8 E; }They would not listen they're not listening still,
0 H; K$ z. t% \9 g8 S- G; GPerhaps they never will. |
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