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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
- e0 g ` @/ U3 LLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, / x1 ?9 H! V6 V
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,8 R" M5 P9 ?7 X) y/ t6 l
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
) i2 z$ K) \, p4 ~ fNow I understand what you tried to say to me,
J3 Y7 @+ o/ CHow you suffered for you sanity,
5 u9 l+ z/ I3 G; Z+ l7 BHow you tried to set them free,
# l0 `& q( |' V. v( `" }They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
W' t1 P* ]5 g; U2 i! l' n- SStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, 6 @ o5 G9 @- R- T$ O
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, - d' y p# n" j* i
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
+ q+ }) C ~2 c! E) YWeathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.
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5 W8 x" ~/ F: d# _# {% PFor they could not love you, but still your love was true, * @5 Q: c* p' l# B' c* P
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
; F; q* {& d& n/ X: XYou took your life as lovers ofter do, W! @) g6 F- ]# l- [4 Q
But I could have told you, Vincent,
. B9 {6 D/ f. Q# }* LThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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3 Y1 S. r& p6 n% s5 N+ ~; jStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, 5 U$ _! K, t: c1 [% m% ?
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
4 n% [. K8 ~/ N7 xLike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, 1 L8 n: K7 {& G4 d, A$ I, T# n& l
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. $ Q. s1 }+ M5 \: z% _0 V
0 _* | Q3 T' n, w% U3 \$ ?Now I think I know what you tried to say to me,
3 Z2 j$ w/ L. b7 o" qHow you suffered for you sanity,9 a/ x; _# d. t, {& J: _ p
How you tried to set them free, : @8 ^# n) c+ _: s! M8 T/ `( k
They would not listen they're not listening still,
0 t2 y/ w. O: S7 O# o3 \. R/ GPerhaps they never will. |
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