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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, 1 k' q6 R" Q0 d/ m7 V
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
7 w( R. j" T! ?Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,4 n, G+ v' Q$ K7 X1 s, U
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
# g" m. e$ T! v8 m- MNow I understand what you tried to say to me,: ?& G4 m% O( K- W# v. w
How you suffered for you sanity,
8 U3 J) T; r. W M) r( H3 |* y+ cHow you tried to set them free,
& W0 v0 |; f$ H' ^They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. : J- h( i0 B: D7 @
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
, r/ a# A* ~* `7 z. Z8 f- ]Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, ) S w; v( p% i$ Y, P' R. [
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, . ]( k: V$ s8 `& y/ |
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. # X a: B, [ F+ s5 o
' A( C. {" C0 ?5 Q* b: K( pFor they could not love you, but still your love was true, i3 Z: n4 Q I* @- H9 I
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
7 `8 t5 W" d6 \6 u( xYou took your life as lovers ofter do, ) S4 O4 u: u* e$ y# _; n
But I could have told you, Vincent, % T8 @; E N% p5 C# t
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. 9 W+ }% l. H% ]" r$ h
$ w4 R2 Y& z! {- Y3 EStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
9 ?5 e. z* G o- bFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
6 ]- W$ A8 p' V) qLike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
7 j% S% q) }' U* NThe silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. $ a ]2 l0 u0 i* ^1 I- l$ _
" A4 f* f$ E0 q8 CNow I think I know what you tried to say to me, 2 b1 O$ l3 A! N3 n7 m
How you suffered for you sanity,
0 I# B, s2 f" I( HHow you tried to set them free, 2 O( x! Y& [" R2 q b
They would not listen they're not listening still, 3 U( m' [3 V) |1 b+ ?
Perhaps they never will. |
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