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1 `, R G w' w, NStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
6 s5 M* s: e" @Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, + e& p7 U* N. {9 B5 s6 x
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
s2 [- }" u$ ?3 _6 A4 UCatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. 4 W1 z) P3 t1 z
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
0 w u* p: A# n9 VHow you suffered for you sanity, . _# K0 @2 I' M
How you tried to set them free,
! t h o# }" \6 V7 f4 qThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. 6 [- H( Z) ^8 ?- u0 b. R
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
+ r* l' M( p; [/ m) v' o: ISwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, Y4 r0 X& {6 d) K
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, ( g1 k; {8 K7 |( t( C
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.
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# E! l9 y) p# Y! ]. CFor they could not love you, but still your love was true, 6 u* F5 N+ w' B) {# b( b
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, 7 R o: ?' I- j+ u; ^
You took your life as lovers ofter do,
# |$ E) z! R; tBut I could have told you, Vincent,
: t w- `: `" K* mThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. 4 y4 ~6 U4 A3 X! h. f4 T3 J, G
: o1 R! ^3 g6 c- _" k6 ?" ~1 bStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, 9 q. ?: i( g, t X
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
2 ~- u( ], K, W; l- N5 g& tLike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
$ O! v: }9 j( x) Y& r/ S |The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
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1 u- b% v8 p# t( G8 [Now I think I know what you tried to say to me,
7 a3 m: l6 z9 T' @' ]0 M# T* t1 g$ PHow you suffered for you sanity,& m1 z8 h2 ~3 X" W# x
How you tried to set them free, $ x* k' [8 [2 n0 t5 \
They would not listen they're not listening still,
+ a' h) {$ o# U% ]% w m. e VPerhaps they never will. |
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