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4 C2 ~7 H- v* @1 |0 x% ]4 kStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, ' r/ [" t* K$ e. [
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
2 m4 G% i+ O% G" _8 J& yShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
$ u5 a# @0 c. s3 {) A @Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
- |- p n) H7 l {9 \: G4 zNow I understand what you tried to say to me,9 T* q" _, W% m8 o$ n+ {
How you suffered for you sanity, 6 ?) {" k* M1 H$ C
How you tried to set them free,
) f0 u% z# H# N. KThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
+ W7 _" Q# E1 s6 C; n bStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
1 ~ j" @ q( QSwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, * `% K' Z/ P3 O' x$ B% y
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
5 j8 P7 W+ b$ _Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.
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( d# J7 N: L& P$ fFor they could not love you, but still your love was true, / P# H7 v. v, m. \- I, F J
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
5 p+ _0 b- ?4 U" \; M3 cYou took your life as lovers ofter do, 7 b$ v. R/ Z* h. O. ~
But I could have told you, Vincent,
/ E7 q) x% o5 z n9 NThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. 0 i$ t( ^) ?: m# T3 }- m
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, 0 a6 |# y" {- H$ I# N7 |4 ?
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. % k9 O7 e) c+ C9 T+ Y/ b0 N1 Q
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, ! R6 ^% A# Q! S W9 D
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, , C0 Z: P% d' s$ K+ Q, Z) Q' n. Y
How you suffered for you sanity,
( u+ P9 X9 `& w# U1 ^9 A8 ]2 x+ _How you tried to set them free,
" U- d% l8 ]5 P8 n: jThey would not listen they're not listening still, % N. n O+ L2 K: v/ o$ A% H
Perhaps they never will. |
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