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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, ' T- ^6 M; ~; q7 _7 s
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
7 }) z3 e$ k/ wShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,% {2 c1 c, n8 U, L. H( s; n
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
4 A; x$ R, U5 ~) }) x u+ }Now I understand what you tried to say to me,- M& e0 h+ Q, f2 [6 F/ g
How you suffered for you sanity,
1 {% |# L' R) h& ] ]How you tried to set them free,
" j! K9 [9 \$ B' F% ~7 cThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. ! F6 C3 ?8 s+ Q+ b5 k
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, ( {1 F4 l8 D; B0 Q( K
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
[5 }. l+ ~2 F, m. aColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, ' U3 a- d+ j9 ~: W5 }6 o5 R
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. # o* H2 E) }/ o H: G! Q
6 i! L& I9 t7 G" [For they could not love you, but still your love was true, | q" U1 }1 R- p
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
: p) P* y2 ]. i+ ~0 TYou took your life as lovers ofter do,
7 B/ G# z6 F) V n% G0 iBut I could have told you, Vincent, 8 t! [3 v' X* f, G- [. ?- k
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. 3 [8 c& H3 M h2 d
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, ) j+ V+ Y( E: r; X0 f
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
. E' D$ d8 L/ H# oLike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
+ p/ b! @8 s" Z+ l1 w8 w5 C, ]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,
2 D9 z$ {- P1 t% r- v! ]How you suffered for you sanity,* p* v6 {* E3 H+ j$ L
How you tried to set them free,
' Z: ^' S9 A; x, Z% `: ?They would not listen they're not listening still, ' h- I3 X u4 B/ Q" o" h" c
Perhaps they never will. |
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