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1 _4 X) P( }9 [5 n; yStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, a6 K* J- I1 _ b! `' {
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
2 c9 V$ L0 L0 W9 jShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,; [$ z# A/ _( t
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
! G2 z$ l& r* G( X2 @Now I understand what you tried to say to me,7 m/ c& a4 U2 K' Y3 e
How you suffered for you sanity,
U$ @# B* k0 R5 L! d; P- S9 kHow you tried to set them free,
5 Y$ I6 I9 D2 ]+ x3 SThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
) t: V; I* o0 VStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, / i1 [* v: {: |/ l* b
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, 4 t! t) h' J% V8 H2 q! x
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
: N8 U* I9 s; {1 }Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. 8 E3 Z' F2 T' L0 Y
& e& Q% {8 x0 U. U* vFor they could not love you, but still your love was true,
/ D5 o+ }' I" c. sAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
- W# X. M/ ^$ v6 U1 EYou took your life as lovers ofter do, 6 K5 N1 Q% U5 [, S/ R
But I could have told you, Vincent,
/ v$ _$ N& U9 X) X( d' G* U5 |: S% c3 XThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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$ Z! U( A- G& cStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
" e/ Q1 ]9 i9 ]5 @1 `: R$ X) g. P( jFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
% E+ O$ G. e( V/ Z2 T+ s6 `Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
! Y5 S3 ]# `) T, V% @+ ]( gThe silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
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; f: l' `' q# d7 j& GNow I think I know what you tried to say to me, 2 v- ?8 K4 Q! t
How you suffered for you sanity,
- a8 V* ~6 Y3 O- ?, aHow you tried to set them free,
3 G/ D0 H: c# P+ T# |) A; FThey would not listen they're not listening still, ; d9 I) k! q6 V( \
Perhaps they never will. |
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