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) w% K0 h9 t, X# y* _Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, " [& c' z) o) w) s) O
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
( H5 z- G' u5 u& kShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
2 B3 P) W: r" T/ Q$ {# WCatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. ' v7 P0 K$ r3 G2 v. w T
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,, B7 i( q5 o8 u5 f* A: y+ `
How you suffered for you sanity,
* `, A* i% U3 |' e: a ZHow you tried to set them free, : ?7 j# N% x- i4 }: s: {
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
$ S3 _" l& V7 m; P3 BStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
* L- f2 A0 Y7 Z4 e& u( Q% K0 ISwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
, h6 H8 V( _, V0 @9 }2 ?Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
; N& L3 f3 y0 S! J |Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. + j* d4 q6 Z3 a" E3 B, m
" W" k/ a) z* d$ r+ }( UFor they could not love you, but still your love was true, 0 A. q$ k1 B# A) Z
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
/ B9 s( c* ] WYou took your life as lovers ofter do, % r- z2 m( B- R% W0 A' C
But I could have told you, Vincent,
) _9 a$ {( g# }/ g* H* o# XThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. 0 r. X8 X8 V3 z, m4 w
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, % S3 ]4 y1 u3 y
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. 9 O" K0 e9 m6 A4 L) r
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, - u7 H6 n& \9 A3 I- s& S
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
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Now I think I know what you tried to say to me,
& p( X) o y$ P6 i' ?3 UHow you suffered for you sanity,& l7 x7 V" E* _$ u0 e0 A" C7 g
How you tried to set them free,
# M0 S8 b0 X, K3 j: o( wThey would not listen they're not listening still, # x Y/ [4 k% r/ a9 b
Perhaps they never will. |
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