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2 M) `) X! G+ P5 SStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
Q+ c* O. j5 ^4 @Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, 3 U5 I& A7 g/ f$ _& l
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
$ ?) w" v) o9 F& wCatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. : z0 ^0 P4 k! D$ S
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,% V) U" E- \) r( I7 a
How you suffered for you sanity,
1 K( _ Z4 Q1 r/ c j( P) m4 _5 AHow you tried to set them free,
$ L( a N5 I# J1 G' m, ~& ]& VThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. 8 p; P* s# k" v2 [3 b8 \6 Z
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
: {8 U d- Y: @Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, 2 S9 T3 f8 P2 t; a3 ~
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
X) V# k# `0 P$ Y: wWeathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. ! b0 L. A7 A0 s0 }8 _; s
5 k1 W# }* ^% P7 k( bFor they could not love you, but still your love was true, 8 I9 q1 y% E# \8 L& N5 h" f0 [
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, " d0 }4 ^- t. ?! A: o" [, {
You took your life as lovers ofter do,
) }5 }+ f+ U6 x! fBut I could have told you, Vincent, * H% ~& O- i& u% o# {: X9 t
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. & ]+ D, y$ l3 M( E# `# P
. I+ m" o: d( C2 B9 YStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, ! }2 O5 q7 Y( m$ u" T) \( i5 D
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
! q- s0 Q3 Y0 }& f" [Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
+ _ J* ?; s6 L* R: ]The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
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a& V/ w" U& U: E- \. |Now I think I know what you tried to say to me, ' R E5 {) A) d5 |
How you suffered for you sanity,
- e+ m1 z. A+ n$ SHow you tried to set them free,
$ ^4 E2 |* Y( V1 WThey would not listen they're not listening still,
0 c7 [6 A2 _+ ^0 zPerhaps they never will. |
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