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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
; D8 Z1 H5 ]( Q) u0 r; nLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, 2 z* V" m; v6 Z
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,1 ^- K+ d4 V m
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
1 V4 w+ k s5 {2 r1 oNow I understand what you tried to say to me,. H z. r) S- `. h ^! V6 m
How you suffered for you sanity, 9 T' t3 W# a# b; S; ]0 d
How you tried to set them free, : Q& t$ d6 f" E
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
b, h8 G( n6 ^# mStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, % x) T7 R: c, t+ {! f
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
3 I7 R$ M$ C& E) IColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
4 L) D, X& Y" `Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.
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$ Q9 d/ t+ ?3 g2 ?" |) \" f. ^" \For they could not love you, but still your love was true,
( q) I7 _& Z' ~# x P& ZAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
. A1 v% K% C8 P* |4 hYou took your life as lovers ofter do, % C6 {# e! g! p" [6 |
But I could have told you, Vincent, $ N/ f1 t7 x2 y! O* f
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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+ f$ `5 Q* `1 r6 MStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
( l6 v) X" W2 ~' d" M( MFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
2 K- J. P$ i9 |Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, " Z M( {5 ~ V" [& |+ [
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. : W& Z1 j" @8 P) I1 B1 S6 N
% Y; T6 R( I( h/ XNow I think I know what you tried to say to me,
! c1 t+ q- y7 y4 \How you suffered for you sanity,- j" ], s# T. Q9 w2 I& C( Q
How you tried to set them free,
& f1 ^/ S7 G7 ^4 }( E! SThey would not listen they're not listening still,
+ N6 F4 x$ o2 X: gPerhaps they never will. |
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