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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, ! E. h+ P3 i& S
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, , t; |. i, L+ f1 g1 Y
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
( ]/ I! K! M+ c: _3 uCatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. . ], u; \' ], `! c" T6 s
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
5 F+ h( F1 B" q' G; D2 P. MHow you suffered for you sanity, : \& j% b5 F. ?! h
How you tried to set them free, 1 a* j: [- Y: p5 `1 p u! y
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. 0 w5 Q( ~' l) G# `/ @9 ?
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, 4 E% Q* Z+ Q2 h" Z
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
2 d) \, [3 k( m j# V3 tColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
* a" W4 J* ~0 b" |) ^: [Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. 6 [+ r) w6 ]" B
+ @0 r1 c0 U3 S) zFor they could not love you, but still your love was true,
. S! X4 W5 P4 F9 C0 o8 ^& hAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, 0 n! d$ q+ @, i2 P: F
You took your life as lovers ofter do,
. |9 Z. C& P$ U( ]/ l, TBut I could have told you, Vincent,
# y6 l1 u& G+ w) V- JThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. 3 H) `# J1 c9 ~
- @5 O6 d" X: S/ C0 G* DStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, $ p8 u2 A6 b4 @
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. 6 q/ \" v3 I' d8 I3 w- R) l
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, , o* r. j: a5 [
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
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% L5 P' X, t) [, TNow I think I know what you tried to say to me, 0 D# e" O9 y( O9 T
How you suffered for you sanity,) u, M0 z- f4 ?0 o# z
How you tried to set them free, 0 U' I6 `8 v. p& }! R
They would not listen they're not listening still, ( b$ ]! }+ _, S
Perhaps they never will. |
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