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( C! B! U5 \9 `0 eStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
; g+ _% d1 W3 ` X& ~1 B! e5 q9 e& JLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, , S% `; X& f( N* m9 g
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
$ U- X# ]5 o1 e- z& CCatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
, J/ \$ y: O( ^Now I understand what you tried to say to me,( C% K/ ]' _, W. V$ a' _5 [5 p
How you suffered for you sanity,
3 \: K# F3 ], b2 x1 ]8 }How you tried to set them free, 0 X5 G A8 u* K+ |
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. " q! `8 g3 A' E2 p: U- W
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, 9 c- w+ H0 O0 n8 R# u
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
( v+ e0 b9 }! U( ~. L3 OColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
2 q# e# l' |& Q4 [Weathered 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, $ D) z3 ]) {( u9 Y
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
1 C- k$ j; U, y. H: F# ]5 ^You took your life as lovers ofter do,
) v4 d+ @) T9 o2 OBut I could have told you, Vincent, 8 V, L' y* V1 m' I
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. + {8 O3 d7 ?( P* [, E; u. z
$ v' @0 T/ R' m2 Z1 P) q e1 FStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, ; O9 i& t1 g# F) H, q
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
; D. m; g( ]. C- ULike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, 0 ~2 D# a8 ^/ ? c2 C# l
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
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; E4 m. h3 g- z7 f4 J* DNow I think I know what you tried to say to me,
" o {4 q- _/ c/ K% I* } Q, W% KHow you suffered for you sanity,
, L1 e4 p- s; X3 k) n& |9 j4 fHow you tried to set them free,
7 L6 a1 S0 ?( Y4 F( k1 sThey would not listen they're not listening still,
e, j: o# [) h# [Perhaps they never will. |
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