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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
: @7 W7 ]# A5 g" XLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, ]4 V4 L4 {% f- H3 p
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,/ [* _. {0 S7 O. m
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. / U( \7 S c/ R1 w
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,: ~! ?7 ^9 ` x1 F' u( g0 z
How you suffered for you sanity, 5 @( y+ _6 k6 ^
How you tried to set them free, ! d; Z0 p' h4 D+ b
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
P/ E9 o7 g: T u% NStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
]2 c( C/ Q* y0 {5 |3 ISwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
, _1 f* K9 }) A$ W3 z }1 J8 MColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
7 o# z1 y. O O _Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. # u, n# y/ z `0 z7 b
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For they could not love you, but still your love was true,
( G. P+ l( M% f2 C3 G+ f5 YAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, & k* P5 q. D- K4 k
You took your life as lovers ofter do,
) `* }3 y! ^% x; \! P% c! vBut I could have told you, Vincent, & L% I2 H2 `, |: w/ |
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. ) W# _5 T& R' [0 k$ c
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
- @" ^; }4 F, u" d+ Z1 Q0 aFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. $ ^! v; H& J( K: d4 G
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, + N1 ]6 }% a8 C
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
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1 b1 o, X; [' `) I; vNow I think I know what you tried to say to me,
- w0 m5 v1 g9 |How you suffered for you sanity,
5 W: B: ?4 |; w5 ?# h( S! ZHow you tried to set them free, ! o- q% r& Y. ^
They would not listen they're not listening still, ! O' v( `* L5 ]' X, g6 e9 e0 y
Perhaps they never will. |
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