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+ ?' l' Z8 S" J4 nStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
1 D3 Z8 n5 i$ f, W" FLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, 9 n' o. z8 q9 S( u0 F2 a
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils," d. D+ D7 Y6 [; A$ r
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
9 `- `/ o- n& Y+ b0 FNow I understand what you tried to say to me,$ ~; O' l5 e' X3 i7 {- J1 d Y
How you suffered for you sanity,
( n8 Q* _9 k) T4 r4 v& U; sHow you tried to set them free, / `9 x1 {: S$ \
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. 8 Y! ]+ O0 J/ x
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, , p1 @8 o2 r2 |/ @6 x& l; w
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, . ^& v+ I" m8 l7 O
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, 6 `4 T9 r/ d9 K+ l/ i" m! x
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. 7 F V9 y. y1 Q( \
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For they could not love you, but still your love was true, ( R1 Z0 D7 _* g, j+ S$ j( c
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
# d+ ~7 H7 y4 oYou took your life as lovers ofter do,
) g. p5 @0 q) ]- G" dBut I could have told you, Vincent,
( C9 \& H. [* qThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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1 i) o7 A% f# U% f; U1 C4 SStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, 7 I' }! X: i# D6 O% B' q+ O
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. 3 T) E# o( d" K9 [5 ^
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, 3 ^3 v$ _( {# g
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. ! [" E3 P) a) n1 X! a: r
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Now I think I know what you tried to say to me, 8 E! `' a) L7 C7 E$ H# j
How you suffered for you sanity,! b1 K9 n3 x' b. q
How you tried to set them free,
1 v& n; J, _+ F5 ~! ^/ UThey would not listen they're not listening still, : H8 n% ?( w c" j% Q6 p
Perhaps they never will. |
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