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8 d3 X% e+ `/ G1 XStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, % \: a) x" |$ u! v
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
1 y+ \$ s- G+ ~$ KShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,3 ^ p2 { e$ e5 e" i# m9 {* `2 h
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. " L0 x+ U \3 T, `7 h" y
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
. }% x- V' z5 U& S7 [2 uHow you suffered for you sanity,
: v* i1 k/ \* d7 _2 XHow you tried to set them free,
2 {! O ?5 g' P- |& KThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. 3 |% O. b! h8 O2 p% e: D
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, ! f4 I7 L6 J0 _
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, / e9 {; t# G* N' P
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
, ~$ f- D1 V- K5 q* W+ NWeathered 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,
1 |# g$ |3 u* G% h vAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, % H S7 Z4 x/ y! \# x1 K6 p
You took your life as lovers ofter do, % c4 X: x( U( m. |
But I could have told you, Vincent, * ~) \# ]6 q% \# C7 E V u& q: L
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. . Z2 i& m1 d: V1 V7 I$ V
, B' h W1 G3 T0 x4 }Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
0 v1 u1 s5 e! b# @Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. 6 U$ Y9 h3 n$ b! p) z4 K! h
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, * B& s" H5 D$ ]: R7 W) A% ~ a
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,
1 t7 p& v" w2 k* V: z mHow you suffered for you sanity,# t0 w& X J4 Z- ?
How you tried to set them free, N8 F! d1 V) U/ F" T6 x& q' x
They would not listen they're not listening still,
x/ N4 Z Z6 {* w" [; @. bPerhaps they never will. |
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