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( _9 ~! p9 p8 G+ R2 O1 B. h, R- IStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
2 t( ]# _8 y% i6 kLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, 8 C1 y _; |. q2 K7 @$ V
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,% A7 a$ Q. ^& h8 \
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. ; l7 j, g+ }) h( l& v" ]
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,# x! j9 s2 n N j8 P
How you suffered for you sanity,
2 h' r1 {/ J0 ?How you tried to set them free, ( ?6 y8 i* k/ p) P2 A7 r4 I
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
9 i/ G- |3 Q$ n7 k- O# F6 d$ YStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, $ i3 ?7 J8 ~/ V: [( ?4 T
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, . m& w. r) b( L" o5 \! I
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
( I: n4 c9 P8 |% pWeathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. % i% K( R/ z7 t1 a7 q; j3 H! R
: H |, h0 a+ b2 b. CFor they could not love you, but still your love was true,
6 W7 e+ T; L' g2 Q/ ?5 R. xAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, . V! x W6 ]3 A4 K
You took your life as lovers ofter do,
. c# c2 ~. k+ E# |' PBut I could have told you, Vincent, ) [! V$ O ^; | f. K' r" I
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. a! g. Q c: E9 A K
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, " z3 a ]% _& i ~" `4 m8 ?
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. - s7 U4 l. e( F# N: e& ^
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, & j5 \' ~9 e. u1 u
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. 8 d8 K4 v% l5 y4 I
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Now I think I know what you tried to say to me, & \) {! r- }" X$ S9 I+ D7 G
How you suffered for you sanity,
: o5 [) t q3 s6 X* t/ \4 jHow you tried to set them free,
- V& a: }$ P! oThey would not listen they're not listening still,
, o. o, X+ D- @Perhaps they never will. |
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