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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, : D, q2 N( L% W; Q! g
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
- K0 P F' i1 n. w4 E6 oShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,7 U' P+ D% O+ _" j" E
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
" e" e: Z5 }& |Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
6 G1 _3 L# @/ C: w" jHow you suffered for you sanity, $ D, G- \: x9 M% f
How you tried to set them free,
! W- i) M9 O9 Y. lThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. + \+ m: r' M, t0 |' s$ L
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, , G6 i* j' I( e9 v& k: y& K& [
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, 5 \% Q" Q5 v0 l
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
" ^8 e. Y4 ~6 |# k& I( R. w1 AWeathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. / i* d2 [5 U1 ]4 v1 G0 w6 C
z- v$ D" E) r+ cFor they could not love you, but still your love was true, & Z$ q! u& p+ z i
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, " g1 E. z% ]6 I! s1 Y
You took your life as lovers ofter do,
6 {. w! x, ]/ N/ S" L& t3 {But I could have told you, Vincent, 9 u2 t$ E1 }6 H/ K' x3 u+ h3 x
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. ) q2 L" x5 \( ^
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, , |; k+ O; e- g5 A7 z
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
3 Y% t7 B& D# r8 n3 P/ O' V9 BLike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
4 w# }5 a& a6 I ZThe silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. " l, }; z K6 o! z
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Now I think I know what you tried to say to me,
4 y+ \" P6 W. |How you suffered for you sanity,; n+ Q- e* N0 E- ?- L/ w
How you tried to set them free,
/ B! G8 }3 s1 f4 U3 h9 bThey would not listen they're not listening still, * k9 o* H+ }$ G% K& [! Z
Perhaps they never will. |
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