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& W7 u% D+ u" D h: J. v q) F) RStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, 6 h% h V6 g1 a: E3 O
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, x1 p% _9 W r% d, r5 K6 W
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,6 z2 D" G/ P5 ?1 [" {2 Q7 \
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
( G9 P$ f4 V) \; a& x0 S# Z8 `Now I understand what you tried to say to me,) d8 u% ~- G! W
How you suffered for you sanity,
; j" a5 q, D! u% NHow you tried to set them free, 0 T6 H: k: A0 g2 Y) z
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. . J4 L8 f4 m! @3 I- I
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
& H {& h0 \$ A1 P" pSwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
+ u! V( m% b, _1 I+ @* ?' PColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, * v5 x( \5 c6 E. E
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. 9 Y9 i& t( E. i( ~2 r
\7 a2 b+ d2 W6 ]4 JFor they could not love you, but still your love was true,
/ g+ R. L6 w( B E" M. B# q/ iAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, 3 `4 ]$ i: q8 ?
You took your life as lovers ofter do,
9 C& a: i& J" b* u6 P2 vBut I could have told you, Vincent, ' \$ S& _4 K# ]* C
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, : H, {) V3 K& g
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
' D5 H1 k+ _! {# P7 ^Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
' b. i' S2 w; k- v! sThe 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,
. Z0 M& G9 \# f( x/ P* z, I- e) EHow you suffered for you sanity,
0 O M( L' I; g+ G5 ~How you tried to set them free,
5 c [( f6 J( ~1 PThey would not listen they're not listening still, ' V: f0 ~& _$ o$ S* `; v6 a1 ~' z
Perhaps they never will. |
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