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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, 0 h7 [- }! o. I, Q1 q
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
& H3 [* t$ H1 P, y8 R6 aShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
7 C% Z5 m& w( I5 x) lCatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. |& ]. _9 H& r7 l6 k. ^: v, B* x
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
0 L) n. v% Q4 U, h0 Y: G0 v; u2 R3 GHow you suffered for you sanity, 7 L3 h0 X% B' q
How you tried to set them free,
$ i0 v7 j& d7 o2 U6 G+ e3 ]9 W) jThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. % _7 c, y& u- z5 S" d, f
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
# G5 V- [' T4 O5 cSwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
H: \0 ^. s7 J- V6 cColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, * W4 b" V+ Z1 z$ {) B
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.
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J0 _9 q$ ]7 J) S: ?1 hFor they could not love you, but still your love was true,
/ I' k+ s/ R. t& wAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
8 t& t$ E: \- M# ]You took your life as lovers ofter do, % ?" |3 l4 G# n) b' r" x @
But I could have told you, Vincent,
" w8 E# B4 q" V6 cThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
- i( S8 a! Q; M. ?Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
, ^6 M9 l% c/ t5 FLike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
, }& q6 b7 h6 }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,
9 i m: Z4 z, c- jHow you suffered for you sanity, P; B+ L6 t7 X' }2 y& I
How you tried to set them free,
* | n( }0 y/ O5 M+ fThey would not listen they're not listening still, ) a8 ]1 F3 A7 w3 d. I: \( ~, I
Perhaps they never will. |
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