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* ?% S' z; r# V2 LStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, ! O/ Z1 S" K) P2 f
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
# j* J" z/ j: c) U. A( \" V( WShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
" d+ h4 i6 S I' h' I1 p7 u& ECatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. % P7 I. J6 M( h) q
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
% n; \; B* c, o" f DHow you suffered for you sanity, : {: w' B: L/ t; e5 @
How you tried to set them free, ; U* B' I" K' \% @4 c
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. ) R- f8 n7 g! M* b5 S
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, ; H3 D. d5 ]- F
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, 3 n/ l7 |; B# e1 ~: ]5 v
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
0 L9 ?) \( m( A M: u6 eWeathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. & X9 e" E/ g$ I9 n9 s
% o# O4 Z! ~, p# n* VFor they could not love you, but still your love was true,
6 l# |6 a9 l+ o4 zAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, 9 t" h% q; w4 j# `' j6 z
You took your life as lovers ofter do,
5 ^: x$ C* @) s# H; dBut I could have told you, Vincent,
5 J5 W8 a/ H) xThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. : }2 v3 j8 d$ v. y5 f
; D7 C+ J' C1 F) `( f, i% I$ VStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
3 M7 W2 M3 L7 X) J5 n4 k- AFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
1 q- }" d0 e2 o* HLike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
9 U/ Z" r7 k& zThe silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. 2 s6 r |# ^3 M; T$ n8 \
2 ~. e7 b' K8 y1 J% r& j) s G( WNow I think I know what you tried to say to me,
4 Q2 g* G* D+ N) I( M: YHow you suffered for you sanity,8 \4 C" A+ A$ t$ n- ]% }
How you tried to set them free, 7 l! j+ F8 B. G9 F; }+ u
They would not listen they're not listening still, ; ]7 }$ P# a8 @& c$ I
Perhaps they never will. |
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