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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, ' D. T$ j, |" P
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
* d5 T S1 p, _6 @3 DShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,) q8 i& T: R+ u& a# C* r! c- V
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. ( z" Y3 Q R2 M- h+ a
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
) a" t5 c" Y0 pHow you suffered for you sanity,
% h# n2 h/ B7 F# h- R0 _* EHow you tried to set them free,
6 ^, ~9 d6 B" sThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
, g, g4 N4 L3 Y) l/ eStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, x; q! s" f! `" o* N. u
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, % n! j3 m! W. ~( R# b B5 _
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
T3 j+ D) k6 BWeathered 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,
2 o. X+ C! m5 i- U8 V4 jAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, 6 A A5 u& F& F. k) G6 w
You took your life as lovers ofter do,
: S- g7 `0 ]0 n3 F9 M1 t# I+ \But I could have told you, Vincent, " ]+ O% r F# `" B$ I
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. # c9 b/ ^& x; s% F; u
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, 0 Y6 N( J, S: ^" e# v- O5 i
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
5 k! j: @, T5 XLike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
* ^! U7 ]) T( I6 _! `The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. ) C" o) P' V/ s# R- C
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Now I think I know what you tried to say to me,
) W: C6 {& e) G/ eHow you suffered for you sanity,
- m; a4 X$ q' }7 i7 Z& EHow you tried to set them free, 5 s) x- E+ G. j i' G5 `
They would not listen they're not listening still, # C; n& p" `8 N' k4 N0 b4 m
Perhaps they never will. |
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