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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, ; w" J* G0 J. A
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
* d* q! W# X3 H6 HShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
& e' w; f$ z2 O3 yCatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. 6 t* \8 g. q: F. j7 _
Now I understand what you tried to say to me, `( G. K( j+ H/ Z, A
How you suffered for you sanity,
: f3 ]& T% l VHow you tried to set them free, ~8 P5 I% j7 y+ N o7 `0 D8 B
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
3 B8 d- d6 d* d6 u9 gStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
4 q& H( X ~1 y7 O1 D- Q( N1 mSwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, ' j! h' H* S+ y4 y8 T
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
! j; x4 f7 o d: d! v0 ~Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. 1 W7 {6 f0 W" I4 ]% a+ F
! a) }- O) D9 k. h! ]For they could not love you, but still your love was true, $ z& `+ v% R5 c5 [# S+ H
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, ; x: a: M: q0 y) R: O9 U
You took your life as lovers ofter do,
! N' T+ |9 Q+ H# VBut I could have told you, Vincent, 5 {1 c- e1 ~8 b
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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# U3 u) {# E& [) oStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
4 }: S: h/ n; Q l6 \" o1 dFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
0 b. B# v+ A8 u" Q% ULike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, 9 ^2 [) E, \% w- P" o
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
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0 L" f" Z: }$ X; ~ s4 |. vNow I think I know what you tried to say to me,
H' i2 |6 `* @7 GHow you suffered for you sanity,* o9 D) y" A4 a b8 ^1 u, m1 k
How you tried to set them free,
' y, T3 H. f8 e0 ?7 Y4 q1 CThey would not listen they're not listening still, 2 [4 u {+ r+ Q/ M
Perhaps they never will. |
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