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4 g& a( ]$ c( m6 dStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, : R. j* i! h( J" C2 K0 k; r5 ^
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, ^1 f% k) k5 n
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
8 u8 T- `* T6 p3 C3 N, FCatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. 4 G4 w* t- U: R; p) o( ]% o
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
, \6 I" ]# T( d8 AHow you suffered for you sanity, % U2 p y+ {9 L
How you tried to set them free, " C1 T7 p7 h7 @
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
! U5 {# ^( o! \, a5 ?Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, , ~: y3 B, u8 [
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
4 c/ ?8 U& S1 `( I6 s; VColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, 6 T# G3 L0 x4 K) P* [/ W
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. " g5 o% w( z5 C$ l2 I$ ]
7 B! K) y5 ^+ p& v* w7 v1 ?For they could not love you, but still your love was true,
/ K: s6 p2 X- q. d- T' Z* ~) MAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, % ^3 L, J8 N. K
You took your life as lovers ofter do,
! v+ j9 R# u8 ]: S2 WBut I could have told you, Vincent, # Q8 F' a* v+ `- W5 x
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. 6 N* e0 P( _8 ~: c
2 p8 P; I9 s8 v# @6 RStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
' z$ q" F2 i; mFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. 8 u; y3 t" l9 M! U
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, ; u5 ~" B4 S8 p/ B
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
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Now I think I know what you tried to say to me,
2 @- T+ a" n; S4 S. j) L4 cHow you suffered for you sanity,' i+ E+ D% v- {
How you tried to set them free, 2 } x& O8 N" F( P- C% y- `$ _
They would not listen they're not listening still,
9 h( ]; U# u4 w: }2 N7 \1 jPerhaps they never will. |
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