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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
" [6 w3 C0 C, O/ jLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
. B1 l: K% l0 Y/ @Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,; S; _0 o6 T/ f1 e- t U
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. ! |. ^, C7 s4 t1 y+ R
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
4 w0 Y% z9 v5 j; [How you suffered for you sanity,
9 g' v( F/ j( J0 u8 s/ h! Y dHow you tried to set them free,
- W2 B% G; h. CThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. " k$ \4 }# K. b; [6 |8 l6 E4 o- D
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, ; t, d" s1 L3 l! Q
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
* C( C" q& {& N' V- N3 C7 wColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, , x/ R g) M! O
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. ! q6 x( O3 A9 ^4 X
5 ~/ q, W; J' kFor they could not love you, but still your love was true, $ ]3 ?4 e O1 M1 ]% A! a5 B
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
$ H! a! V6 [8 @! W+ [You took your life as lovers ofter do,
1 M r3 i' o: o2 A2 k8 YBut I could have told you, Vincent, : T+ d4 o- v$ m/ g1 v
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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% c4 m+ z1 x/ G3 Q& _0 cStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, & ?: k( }; \2 d) n1 n
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. . Y! F! O, p( U" B: N c
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
, M4 K- F$ i3 r( Y; O, WThe silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
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- p) p9 o, o0 g7 ~Now I think I know what you tried to say to me, , C2 l: o! j Q: J
How you suffered for you sanity,
* x) r% j/ M* }, {2 bHow you tried to set them free,
9 T6 z: U/ A6 S$ ?- _They would not listen they're not listening still, 7 ^ d3 J2 m7 d4 a* K) A/ B
Perhaps they never will. |
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