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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, % j$ n0 a9 F2 _' j
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, ( l, E, H( B+ U7 i, w* v
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
, j) _3 W8 f/ L6 qCatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
) b& q: D% f( V4 `/ ]# DNow I understand what you tried to say to me,0 X) y7 f e0 {7 f
How you suffered for you sanity, " X- \, u9 H$ k) j' I/ B
How you tried to set them free,
! s& J! K* E9 L* s! FThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
9 Z; e9 l" X( LStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
3 C6 T- j- B# ]8 YSwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
e. f6 W% _7 P. IColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, # M C0 K3 Z2 Y; }% u4 T8 j- F
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. ) I6 K' A- e. M- V
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For they could not love you, but still your love was true, 0 G$ l' E- ^* a
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
8 [# |- c/ g: C7 h0 pYou took your life as lovers ofter do, " T- ~8 U( V& h, @8 }) [
But I could have told you, Vincent, 9 ?* Q5 M/ w; e9 Q
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. @, d" U1 N& l5 j* X, Q' ~
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, # G. r" D" r( G) V' g
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
+ f6 V( X7 d8 p/ qLike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, + G6 e+ b7 \ B. w: `6 X
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
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5 j7 s4 u( N+ i" ^8 U) UNow I think I know what you tried to say to me, : G0 J( x) g6 n+ @
How you suffered for you sanity,
6 X, o a8 E" U; {/ rHow you tried to set them free,
$ ?0 R; h; U- o: ~/ W9 XThey would not listen they're not listening still,
% \1 }6 p+ z) y6 |9 s. m4 pPerhaps they never will. |
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