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4 d. L8 c/ }2 lStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
$ i: ~) X& d' lLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
" R: e) o {0 \' @0 w! T% e ?' zShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
k+ V: b( c& a7 bCatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. + ^' p! w: ]1 |% k
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,3 X( h0 @4 Y; J" {3 H, s
How you suffered for you sanity,
$ U4 I! m& T9 H) WHow you tried to set them free, 5 r! H4 X8 O" {( q
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
% k( g0 l; i" D: e7 `Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
( {9 W, ]* p- x; S# GSwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
$ A( x+ L W ^( ?# I8 iColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, & ` d2 ]) T$ K
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. , W% p5 d6 @6 S5 S6 b
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For they could not love you, but still your love was true,
& c4 h3 {* g( B% e+ G! O/ Q# n9 eAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
( l9 N6 Q5 [/ y( B* qYou took your life as lovers ofter do, $ r: b" u9 X7 Y% I
But I could have told you, Vincent, 0 |/ g9 @% \3 N4 R' Q
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. / {. o1 D! M3 D/ g/ `( ]* {5 ]% S3 Y
; d7 u* ]2 v/ T1 QStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, 9 i( {( W+ z: ~* d1 n
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. * Z; b! B+ z$ Y$ U' L
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, & v4 ?: p; U! v' E; Q0 h" D
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
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3 {7 O2 N0 K* k) b- }Now I think I know what you tried to say to me,
- N" D) K& H" H1 `0 hHow you suffered for you sanity, ?/ i1 x( p0 H: w& Y/ V; M; p
How you tried to set them free,
, x+ @% }2 A& T" ~ H. y2 jThey would not listen they're not listening still,
- j1 }2 G+ \7 oPerhaps they never will. |
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