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' { |- N) ^- U6 N, Q [2 T; XStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
, u: t& i }) o+ a4 kLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, 8 U6 Y1 n+ Z( V# v% c# V
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
; x; T, l+ S; ~7 hCatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. 3 T6 Z8 G- A* y
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,8 n! ]* v" }) W1 J3 n* W
How you suffered for you sanity, 6 I6 ~. Z7 @0 n9 ~6 o7 l
How you tried to set them free, 9 \+ p! r4 Y8 _8 S1 z& r
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. * ^. `) M# ]; b6 g5 L
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, $ F( p5 w, X2 c7 K6 l* u
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
+ x4 n3 B" m( S4 R: B5 s! {Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
9 o2 v; h6 Y( T, bWeathered 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,
2 t% [* _6 V& v' X5 q6 h CAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, . c1 c" w- G6 Z9 V
You took your life as lovers ofter do, : X6 e* N2 l$ Z: ]% j N
But I could have told you, Vincent,
, S7 |- P3 m7 S- v/ K7 v8 ?This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. ( V& h/ W* Z1 S
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, " `4 l6 f6 {0 F
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. 6 S# g% x! O6 }
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
' h% v" u t# k! _+ k1 \The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
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0 a' \# ]& H- u$ q3 F, VNow I think I know what you tried to say to me,
- |; p( }) A& f/ O, c* UHow you suffered for you sanity,
6 y0 d8 l3 m& w( Y$ `How you tried to set them free, ) J+ {! D; }8 D! S
They would not listen they're not listening still, . v p; v: u. @! B6 o
Perhaps they never will. |
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