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+ v3 v& J+ q- W4 N; c% \- N5 ZStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, $ J U7 v1 P2 G; M: ?- i7 h/ l
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
# T' l4 P0 L) Z( qShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
9 o1 s& \5 O, S+ cCatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. 7 l8 R+ A2 d( f( y
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,# G3 }% z6 r/ j0 o a* `& b
How you suffered for you sanity, 9 p1 v* C8 L, w: G6 D/ w9 _
How you tried to set them free, ' _/ C6 k; B# d- g
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
4 T! k, V. G) {+ NStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, Z) B' c9 X, W6 I% ~
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
0 ?2 x0 H: I9 Z) t6 z# ?Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
) K! _9 I/ e( g/ H* qWeathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.
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3 C. z: H- y) s0 }, nFor they could not love you, but still your love was true,
) M/ t- ]* `6 R; o0 c% x# x/ AAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, 6 h4 K/ j) @' @$ a
You took your life as lovers ofter do, 7 E" ~2 q( ^" W- G3 L8 h
But I could have told you, Vincent,
. X& V3 Q$ ?" ^, [This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. " U' A9 G( [0 E0 y6 r
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, 7 K: K/ C4 l% Q7 x4 ]; y
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. : f( N; L' j% m* k0 E% [. Y
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
; p5 k8 }; z, x6 b$ dThe silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. * D- @3 I2 m8 n% G+ N
1 j2 a. U8 s' k* vNow I think I know what you tried to say to me,
1 g+ n+ q, C$ J# @6 B$ u5 E9 PHow you suffered for you sanity,
/ z5 J! k( j' n `6 z0 I' cHow you tried to set them free, & Q2 U/ W0 Y' L
They would not listen they're not listening still, ! L s! b2 _9 _, H2 s
Perhaps they never will. |
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