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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
4 _1 A0 y* W# ^# m/ S: |Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, 0 L: t6 S. J( @6 d0 v1 y2 {
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,. p H, x" {% T
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. & M- ~0 [6 `8 P# I8 `% H1 A
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
& A3 G" r+ v- I+ G+ EHow you suffered for you sanity, 2 w/ V# H' W) q& r+ S+ W* p8 d1 J. @9 M
How you tried to set them free, % ~( J. O5 x0 E( P# [( {8 n
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
9 H- ~& t0 }+ n$ ?( |Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
: O, \. p' r$ j& l5 a9 t" p: P: JSwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
: q; g8 G. n2 NColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, + T9 p* j- c4 @8 i
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.
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& r% V8 C6 H v1 [+ hFor they could not love you, but still your love was true, % @4 T# s/ Q% g) A
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
, A8 F& z2 h9 h {! b3 {0 V1 SYou took your life as lovers ofter do, + X" d3 Q$ X+ I! Q8 |0 X
But I could have told you, Vincent, 9 y, a3 u$ E3 b0 o8 q
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. 7 o+ R: v1 K2 q; U Z" [2 ~) L
9 |) |2 |: a4 A6 L: p3 z ^Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, 6 `6 `9 V& J( C8 I, P
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
2 r" [+ r! \ V9 ?, M5 U9 ILike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
7 h/ c2 C# R+ t$ A9 K! f9 ?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, ( G* ?9 E- J6 y3 @4 v, y" h
How you suffered for you sanity,* F% B! F0 G" d
How you tried to set them free,
8 g" J8 D- c, L! D' Q( L+ |0 S" BThey would not listen they're not listening still, 5 R: Y2 e) F$ w: l( R1 e4 E
Perhaps they never will. |
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