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% i, z& f6 d' t' n- H+ kStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, ! \, ]3 _; f3 n& O8 p
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, , A0 j: O4 e5 W$ v. x
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
2 x* Z" P/ x5 p) w0 y5 o, eCatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
: ]/ O3 p K9 j# E* x5 G# N% mNow I understand what you tried to say to me,4 |, o9 Y+ I/ l6 Z6 Z2 a3 H
How you suffered for you sanity,
9 F9 `" F8 t' V) S1 uHow you tried to set them free, " O; d* V# l6 j0 d9 \/ b
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
`( M% _ v2 o$ }" g- qStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, 3 a. B7 {! F: y0 G) T, Z
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
# o. T, ^4 v6 Z3 s& O6 Q) tColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
! V0 ^$ A- _6 c7 H9 VWeathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. : e$ j; P6 Q* R3 A G& K$ S- D
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For they could not love you, but still your love was true, 6 D4 B8 A- g' v. F
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
7 D$ X8 _; M$ g0 vYou took your life as lovers ofter do,
a8 ?# K7 R _But I could have told you, Vincent, 1 O+ h; H" F! V( M
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
. Y: Y a/ E# J; vFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
! v: } H* ?1 J: l3 o$ S( V5 ELike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
* A% a. G% h$ {7 }5 |6 Q# r* N3 {The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. ) }1 }5 H% e G1 @! j/ Z S
" Y5 _6 W. x8 o9 r# q: y( @Now I think I know what you tried to say to me, 2 `# k3 A) }3 W0 ]: @
How you suffered for you sanity,
3 }8 x$ ?, }! @' F; e7 _* y! j. SHow you tried to set them free, & ^/ |: d$ _% X) y1 ^# ~3 f3 q
They would not listen they're not listening still,
# ]1 Y1 n* ~* w4 J+ O% t) VPerhaps they never will. |
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