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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
' y' z/ H" S" H0 OLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, 9 P( n s- ~( C3 V
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,6 x* H# I# l( L' n
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
: o% b9 S/ n+ d% bNow I understand what you tried to say to me,
3 u$ k3 T7 y3 P! S$ O% s) p) MHow you suffered for you sanity, 9 v' H0 A) U* e8 {/ D
How you tried to set them free,
$ K2 ~7 I/ e/ y1 u. X0 IThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
$ q( Q" s+ R7 L( BStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, . p2 ]3 Y( j* {" J/ |" t
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, 0 d) y+ ?7 A$ `
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, 5 p# n1 V1 G* N
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.
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For they could not love you, but still your love was true,
, `- w# ]5 @! ^* P) J6 K tAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, : A1 i$ [1 Y/ B6 a2 @
You took your life as lovers ofter do, # z( J" s9 H- Y7 Y8 _' b5 W6 ?
But I could have told you, Vincent,
! ^3 i9 V* _9 F2 p( xThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. * u2 b; ~: b/ ?- |- C
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, 1 ^4 F0 j+ @* y; \5 e
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
9 ?5 z. n7 y, R9 I( DLike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, ! q( s+ x$ G {& U
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. - M @4 O, z9 q$ G" g0 Y2 i
5 k0 q' p. H3 B. S5 v& k. dNow I think I know what you tried to say to me,
% r/ u' I& N8 |2 N( Q* rHow you suffered for you sanity,8 a3 p/ a# ~/ w8 V
How you tried to set them free, * p+ ~+ J& \- G2 {1 U" g
They would not listen they're not listening still,
# v5 I4 L7 }5 i, Q. e! i7 mPerhaps they never will. |
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