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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, - j a3 o) h5 x ^8 |
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
% b: I6 f' P: ]) y' Z3 ]+ ~Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
& a: m ]5 @2 T; U; @! x/ e) iCatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
4 O( u% B4 o5 L& K* mNow I understand what you tried to say to me,
/ @9 `9 m+ h2 L' G: k% n+ Y7 I4 AHow you suffered for you sanity, ) V8 P9 F( z) ]/ e1 Q# r
How you tried to set them free, 5 J _* ^4 B# g. r
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
1 B/ F/ o" a2 y% ^& AStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, 6 r) B6 H6 v5 F& _
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
: F7 z+ |0 F3 d' w9 b `4 p5 n1 qColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
* A4 Z3 e) {8 Y. I: ^Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.
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For they could not love you, but still your love was true,
7 E# F% u* x' B$ ?) ^# CAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
+ W _1 \8 S/ G0 p; fYou took your life as lovers ofter do, . H Z- [; F* w& N1 @2 b" \0 f
But I could have told you, Vincent,
4 Q% p1 |. Y8 J+ SThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
8 B+ o% h8 F' x) f: |) OFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
# e: U' `6 O c" p) E) {' D7 VLike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
' U6 ~# _, P! wThe silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. $ M. w% r" t4 g5 U4 p8 [+ a+ i
9 `7 M. X- c- i7 U6 J6 K% o# dNow I think I know what you tried to say to me, 5 |' o2 K6 e( }- s, d
How you suffered for you sanity,+ M: u+ ~; M. x% E
How you tried to set them free,
7 [/ \$ v% D" b& t8 S+ _They would not listen they're not listening still, , `% J, R0 h3 w# W* q/ \, o
Perhaps they never will. |
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