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1 x$ a5 I0 o( ~# j% LStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, 6 v* `+ A+ D' v7 G( X, s
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
6 R8 V5 J9 r6 O: Q! D) a! x& MShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,9 w7 R, ^9 y: N9 L2 A9 `4 B `& C0 \
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. # a' I0 y: h" A' S2 `. S
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,5 s1 B6 g F% z1 S" b
How you suffered for you sanity, * H4 L f5 l# h3 ~5 w2 e, u
How you tried to set them free, 7 }9 \( _0 H% s/ o$ X7 }
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
8 u/ R9 X W# `5 QStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, Q0 T f0 [) M$ C0 Y( c( F* V
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, : I& A! e( b+ x$ S/ B
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, ( q2 F- |2 p4 u: k
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. 2 s# k+ v( P7 K8 n
4 D3 i' Q3 v% {For they could not love you, but still your love was true, + o" _) x4 B. z+ G! N
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, $ i. i; q# g9 y% {
You took your life as lovers ofter do, 3 i4 k S4 L- c$ R1 w7 _
But I could have told you, Vincent, 8 n. F+ q* Q/ @% K
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. & n( g4 V' b5 y O' o9 r
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
6 M6 \$ A- z) O. m+ ~4 l/ ]Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. ) O+ c* M( `! n) p2 c$ H: N
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
# A: `! a( C* O' [7 VThe silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. " K7 E: H, p1 z( R
$ D: C4 j% { Y$ {) h! GNow I think I know what you tried to say to me, " {9 p8 H0 |5 K
How you suffered for you sanity,& S+ g5 L- D' I+ p
How you tried to set them free,
0 z: E' g% N* w/ ?+ p4 r! k* N! |They would not listen they're not listening still, ! b/ M) G* @1 _/ u5 ^% ^
Perhaps they never will. |
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