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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, # X5 N+ J$ r/ g+ F1 w4 l
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
, M% K0 d5 n8 U3 a& T- XShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,, n2 \+ S. K4 L" @7 m
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. 7 P t$ f/ D. ]% x
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
" j# K8 U, d* g& ]: i) THow you suffered for you sanity, 2 C5 @1 t4 \+ c) T
How you tried to set them free, " N$ Z0 `& h, o% Y; f
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
7 P1 l$ {. V+ W. q2 E0 A) BStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
" ~4 x9 H6 D8 P7 x v1 e4 wSwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
% L9 W ^: R7 L. dColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, 9 R8 }4 i! E4 P5 ]- g
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. 4 q+ l4 N( y2 M
+ X) U+ O! t2 v6 E+ Q3 qFor they could not love you, but still your love was true, 4 l7 P" O1 V7 Y/ {( N8 D, Q% m
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
2 U) \' J5 i+ sYou took your life as lovers ofter do, ) G: o9 E! C! X' A. V
But I could have told you, Vincent, / t, f6 C5 W; t# w1 I
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
0 f+ v K M. tFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. . X8 }1 w. ]+ i% \
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
4 p: O! ]- E" I) R1 gThe silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
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Now I think I know what you tried to say to me,
; X a. a9 w- ]# J! {& mHow you suffered for you sanity,8 l& b4 p8 j1 C; K0 J* x4 t
How you tried to set them free,
5 w6 Y4 _+ P+ @5 v' M: tThey would not listen they're not listening still, . A H3 m9 M& g# y% _
Perhaps they never will. |
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