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1 S$ f8 D, n B$ LStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, 2 H9 A) g" K' K+ j, A2 ^2 o% K/ x
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
' K: P! x. m7 A, w4 N' GShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,5 x2 t( z2 u; F$ K
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. 3 B; _ ]7 V7 b- j2 s4 ?
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
$ f$ T! V5 \* H$ I9 dHow you suffered for you sanity,
$ _! @+ t! d+ {How you tried to set them free, 1 k/ {) J2 K% R' G+ C+ G
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. 7 I3 M1 F% M5 g5 ?& Z/ }" f3 n
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, 1 f6 }) U- Z, X" I
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
; O/ w+ z/ y) Z* {' W6 iColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
* C! p4 c/ N. X! lWeathered 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, - T* a- b9 `* c$ R$ o
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
! ~6 l8 |4 N7 x4 R) AYou took your life as lovers ofter do, 8 _8 }! R) e$ j+ B
But I could have told you, Vincent,
* f1 p0 O* X, ? r0 d2 H; |0 mThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. l# L' M: Y% w5 u% k
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
6 P1 }* u. S! WFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. ' V: e, e+ |) H4 \
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
! K- \, B& t! ~) O& zThe silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
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Now I think I know what you tried to say to me,
% f% B) ?. f( P/ yHow you suffered for you sanity,
" Z) ^2 }8 Q" i; j: y b$ MHow you tried to set them free, 3 N; Z4 R! B/ g$ W5 k* V; F
They would not listen they're not listening still, 4 X. R7 V2 G0 j) A. L
Perhaps they never will. |
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