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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, / f& a# ]) E2 b$ B! V' v
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
+ Z# v* U! u1 v! w, e3 S( nShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,1 p% x- C- W4 V" e- u; G/ |
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
; p! `$ ^7 P. ?: }3 wNow I understand what you tried to say to me,0 s4 A* p& A% f7 U
How you suffered for you sanity, 0 a. }" i: X2 t* n
How you tried to set them free, ' P, k! P/ t1 I0 ?' I
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
- Y5 I4 C3 S, z! h1 \4 rStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
9 s' G' S& J. T" }0 ^Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, 9 a" z: p% p) E: z9 w7 x
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, 1 c; o* T- s7 e$ {
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,
; k& e6 }, v5 O+ B y3 N; MAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, + J* z- k9 @# K) I
You took your life as lovers ofter do,
. c: W b% F; y5 C/ SBut I could have told you, Vincent, 3 Q/ `6 g) m* }
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
3 v7 @+ z8 p6 Q2 j9 Q& E7 sFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
( @9 {, {. z4 x. ]# D* C9 `9 {; f* yLike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
y g1 l0 o( G0 l- CThe 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, 4 F5 M& Z2 {, M7 Q
How you suffered for you sanity,
4 [ F4 j( Q& EHow you tried to set them free,
D; I+ O, c9 G& UThey would not listen they're not listening still,
7 _ w0 c/ f' G6 t" V, F- \ WPerhaps they never will. |
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