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* J$ @* B6 a b7 {) IStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
' m6 v- C x, pLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, + p+ D% i) U+ z( A& I8 ^, ]
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,4 U a( y+ w4 Y+ }6 D
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. $ x" \1 u9 m2 T" d2 E
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,! ?9 \$ w1 w8 n2 A* Y+ H
How you suffered for you sanity, 5 Q v2 z- I1 t d$ E
How you tried to set them free,
q7 J# }7 j) I& ~They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
# L6 J j) I5 d# a. a3 ]Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, $ y2 r8 d* z ~! K- R) q6 j, L
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, 1 x% _8 M3 R3 c" B1 U# ~. L
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
" {8 S# g: j$ Y0 q0 {* r, b( Q% NWeathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. ; O) H7 C4 f- E# ?
4 e3 |0 g; G+ y3 w2 HFor they could not love you, but still your love was true,
- D: r8 s, |& [ o' k8 ^" ~( o! nAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
- ~# U4 }- ?, C1 FYou took your life as lovers ofter do,
( e: o4 O$ H0 |9 t! e' L* K( IBut I could have told you, Vincent,
, E2 L+ `/ o9 B) }# k5 lThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, 7 J x- g& X, X$ p
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
( c' u* N) i6 b# F, Y- g6 bLike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
1 ~3 R" p# y' jThe silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. 0 H$ q2 q+ F' l; B/ N* H
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Now I think I know what you tried to say to me, ) C0 x3 x7 `( p
How you suffered for you sanity,% p: O/ y5 |! `6 c- A" X
How you tried to set them free,
/ ]; Y4 M. L1 i% h9 sThey would not listen they're not listening still, : z9 h$ a# v/ c( {
Perhaps they never will. |
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