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0 p# D2 u$ v( r6 W' g, fStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, # {6 H8 _2 w7 U8 ^$ o/ Z" D( {
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
( l9 q; _7 V; n6 XShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
! d; W& ?7 g2 d: kCatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. 5 U% p" w# y U5 G$ i
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,1 m3 P1 R" G6 N/ Z4 ]/ G7 q5 z
How you suffered for you sanity, ' G) x# c* ~. z( L! L
How you tried to set them free, / ` a6 B7 i4 x+ x
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. & W( @. c w% v4 J
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
8 c$ `" d1 I+ y. i- a4 \Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
) Q: A9 M' N; _7 d9 tColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, 7 m* `4 @+ \& c5 E. N
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. 4 U2 B+ P3 R% B6 l
1 L4 |1 ^: A9 E8 L9 }, UFor they could not love you, but still your love was true,
) P8 ^) n; U. q8 h# L7 t4 I! I2 aAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, - n! }! O2 N2 ]' R9 A
You took your life as lovers ofter do, 4 J; u: n. K! c6 r( X
But I could have told you, Vincent,
' g6 d' P/ X8 E2 fThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, 0 E3 X4 z0 p. d9 b H2 o E v
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. + I* i( z G3 j
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, ) D& k# D& U5 M- l! q
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. 6 o; y; E3 @6 I) a: o/ ^% G
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Now I think I know what you tried to say to me,
) r- y' i2 n. T2 \- K7 W+ {9 YHow you suffered for you sanity,
; d% M, O: X" G: ^$ r4 f4 LHow you tried to set them free,
. ?) N g6 j9 gThey would not listen they're not listening still, / ^% P% @8 ~1 o5 n/ @0 Y
Perhaps they never will. |
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