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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, % O! z9 u: ~4 F3 K! R
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, + u- G* t& h& r& v- M
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
8 @/ G* j* } A2 ^) u3 ^Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. ' ^! F* O" O% O- K7 [# P
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
% f/ X, {1 m/ K( @. f! p2 EHow you suffered for you sanity, - L% H- `' m- l: k! y
How you tried to set them free, : F3 T/ u' [7 c j( a1 t8 _& [
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. ! S; R7 |7 l0 a X
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, + `8 }+ q) p' W; |
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, : Y# G2 o" o' S8 }
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
" ~ C6 [* L4 E' w0 R* \Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. ) U1 {0 y0 u. \9 ^' I
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For they could not love you, but still your love was true, # e6 |' ]( |; _
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
5 Z- X; c# ]1 B9 nYou took your life as lovers ofter do,
& A' r- E. S N( f6 qBut I could have told you, Vincent, 3 @0 V. V0 t0 v: i( y+ }
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. Q" O1 n0 V0 G
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
* e% }. s: T; i$ D) {Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
0 ^, Q( S6 P# C) Q0 XLike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, 4 W- L. ]4 c5 y m1 c1 l
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. 9 K1 G: Z! v$ ?: x
2 S% ?3 t- r/ p. ^. q/ r9 E7 N& ZNow I think I know what you tried to say to me, 6 y- k* C. R& a
How you suffered for you sanity,
5 T8 s- a$ y W! dHow you tried to set them free,
8 y! G% x% \) b4 S$ [- P5 bThey would not listen they're not listening still, & j3 N/ d$ e& t% b( I! R
Perhaps they never will. |
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