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; \, E, H! i* k3 G- bStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, / O; B! G/ F% r+ f! j: g
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, A& L5 u; D- ^& M4 [6 r
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
$ K% E0 K7 S0 B9 w: yCatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. 5 }3 F; J, k4 A
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,& y3 Q1 B; k0 U; q" v* |
How you suffered for you sanity, 6 t) K' [( v, W. X" j/ ]
How you tried to set them free,
* ?0 H. c" G2 I" NThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. 3 K! a ]' S Q3 l! n- z# B
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, 6 F' }$ J' B4 z/ i
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, ( A8 `9 L" h2 [4 Z2 G p2 W
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, ' t6 i; C2 F! E
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. 6 F# y' V4 x$ i* q
, U: u0 A! R2 b: a1 R' ~& {1 dFor they could not love you, but still your love was true,
6 K6 ]6 U& D" T1 g6 QAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
* K0 b- G* {7 F8 k6 fYou took your life as lovers ofter do, 8 Z! P% N* Z& p q2 J B
But I could have told you, Vincent, # }8 z& B1 \: \+ F
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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& H$ V" x' x: ^; uStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
7 Y C( G3 ]) A4 ?Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
" V; f# Q k6 o$ cLike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, 9 h4 G, m8 e% {: B2 L2 a" s
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, - @+ R1 F" e- b0 G0 G
How you suffered for you sanity,3 M! o% H. L8 ]5 X% { q- Q
How you tried to set them free,
* e# V& A# o5 f" C5 x' R. P( ^' gThey would not listen they're not listening still,
+ m- W, h8 Y: F9 QPerhaps they never will. |
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