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$ Z+ p4 J6 }$ u# g: s. c* jStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
4 O% a8 \+ K. hLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, % F. v, `9 @2 r) O
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,+ a+ C0 L C$ J- v% r& @$ s
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
0 Z9 Y+ t* z7 s* X( f; SNow I understand what you tried to say to me,
3 |( [9 I- ]) lHow you suffered for you sanity, $ g+ g+ t. g! ~' c0 q' r. ] {
How you tried to set them free, 3 h, Z* {. `: |4 \/ n
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. F; T% Q+ A6 `+ |4 o) Z
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
/ R. T% @1 s! }, U+ WSwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
0 U4 M9 D, P }9 D( x3 |4 eColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, ^3 ?! k% U# J
Weathered 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,
( L( _5 D% c# H; Z& nAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
* r1 L1 Q7 `& Z: X+ d% cYou took your life as lovers ofter do, ) T: a, r J8 @, [. T/ }
But I could have told you, Vincent, + u$ s2 M$ u. m9 p$ p, m
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. Z# \! ?" g% ^2 w
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
5 `1 q5 Z! D7 }) ~, GFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. * _! a! X. [. p6 ]$ f8 W
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, ; W; \/ j( o* f
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. % c, z% y1 e; T2 u7 \7 e3 u9 ?! L, F3 r* y
1 O. [4 i& p& d$ S. u9 A' uNow I think I know what you tried to say to me, ! T- C$ V0 W( i9 q. M2 f8 h
How you suffered for you sanity,
+ d9 P% A* Z7 j4 ~How you tried to set them free,
2 F" o9 ^5 X9 dThey would not listen they're not listening still, ; w1 V+ V3 L7 W, I, O; n
Perhaps they never will. |
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