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4 d/ \% Z r L9 dStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
7 `! r2 }# w0 n; DLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, O0 X4 ^0 i# g7 ]
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
0 B U y* i8 p" s- hCatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
5 P" |8 r5 s* B0 hNow I understand what you tried to say to me,
; U( H2 [* x! @% _$ qHow you suffered for you sanity,
5 C( A$ i- F9 G- t# E* EHow you tried to set them free,
- i1 V+ j2 F& B5 W/ U2 T7 @ @They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. 5 x. S7 _$ D7 a% E' |3 d* Q
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, 1 G( j9 J7 c( V, n% }
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
$ }! c# q) u# X$ JColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
" e, |2 [' e* ~3 h/ r6 sWeathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.
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1 V- R5 M7 q" n) q ]For they could not love you, but still your love was true,
2 t+ k& _- q/ \$ cAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, . a% H% e& o' y: c `
You took your life as lovers ofter do, % S8 A+ v! j* _4 }8 \
But I could have told you, Vincent, ( d0 c# Y& c" W+ C. t
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. 4 r8 g- h' g' x+ c, G1 p: Q
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
{/ H! @+ \0 Y7 c& NFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. 6 D2 k) _0 x& |0 ^5 K2 d
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
4 b% C; O" R8 LThe silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. 0 j3 E( `/ F* [+ m
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Now I think I know what you tried to say to me,
0 h+ A$ h9 W' Q! RHow you suffered for you sanity,# a- B8 \ j3 R; q/ S
How you tried to set them free, $ ]! g6 Q/ N- Z. a, r( ^
They would not listen they're not listening still, - {2 g/ E( l" S
Perhaps they never will. |
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