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& F* s3 G# P5 Z, HStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, 2 V O% d) Y! k
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, 6 r0 I; K, }" {
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
; H" t; p6 @+ dCatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. 4 R6 ~2 t5 ^9 h1 p4 a9 v7 J( _
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,0 W! `5 h* ?9 R; U! b
How you suffered for you sanity,
3 t5 `* @! E( O$ K2 l! S ?How you tried to set them free, 5 N6 b1 n, [, f" ~. ?, ?
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
( B6 z$ w) r, }$ `, qStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
# v; s/ H* F$ g! l0 gSwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, ; b( R! E/ d U. I5 Z/ E8 t5 q! I
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
! D( X4 B s! S D8 xWeathered 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, 9 U J6 @) M3 C$ A c
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
) D* ]9 i3 N) t, ^- XYou took your life as lovers ofter do, 7 G% a0 g* t4 q* N1 P: \
But I could have told you, Vincent, 4 k4 |7 p5 S8 W4 x
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
2 @; D I" ?8 w6 IFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
2 G# Y! a6 W2 j1 }( N% ]Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
" G# T E; w5 o. Y o8 Y$ yThe silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. $ N$ e- f7 F5 J) C; E+ N4 A% r
" {. r) `- o4 |8 W& INow I think I know what you tried to say to me, : R8 x- a( N: Z5 {6 q5 P8 g' X
How you suffered for you sanity,5 X2 z- t9 z. p% O/ {5 _
How you tried to set them free,
( s3 m9 V+ X8 e4 r/ s0 ~They would not listen they're not listening still,
# h4 i6 g# P# }9 \0 ?Perhaps they never will. |
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