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P! a8 V/ q5 E: cStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
4 T+ l, X4 F. [9 e1 KLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
8 ?* x% I h Q6 }Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,2 K/ }- t% y& P a
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. 2 x2 A) `' g* D+ O% }
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
/ W b; w t6 X+ o1 r+ ~How you suffered for you sanity, / c, B4 L& F' @* X3 a
How you tried to set them free, 7 b* l6 I0 `4 Z% z- i. ~) U8 E
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. o; i! s9 h1 s5 M/ h
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
8 N/ r" C. W5 X$ O; \8 Q7 ISwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, " S, c& U6 V, F: @
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
1 W! C: U9 Y @8 b* G3 @6 PWeathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. : n" k4 P9 F0 ?, N7 e% D
8 B, I: y7 b3 ?. [2 c2 \0 SFor they could not love you, but still your love was true, ; J R+ A! ~$ P8 P6 L: ^
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
6 {* y! E4 D2 m- R$ KYou took your life as lovers ofter do,
; z& Y; }) h2 s0 r3 ?1 TBut I could have told you, Vincent,
' i9 j! ^- f1 i9 V4 |! E; SThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. " [& M5 r/ I$ x. ^
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, / R+ i6 C. X/ |0 W
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. # h* I1 s8 v9 ?! j6 q! T; P
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, r" ?8 j. \8 n6 x# O
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, . p0 J; p% W' o( }* Y& W
How you suffered for you sanity,
- l, A/ L/ b" g$ h" I9 jHow you tried to set them free,
1 g4 Y8 \7 R! y! a+ ?8 y) T8 WThey would not listen they're not listening still,
! ?3 `; ^. b6 p! q9 X/ \Perhaps they never will. |
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