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3 @9 x; S0 O% P+ y2 `Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, ) o. O5 }$ j2 x" u4 d: R
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
% I1 O# z4 @* e4 `: N/ X S3 `Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
- ]/ q. H5 K j( R0 ]6 ECatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. ) [7 r8 F- \, x
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
+ ]0 O1 T$ a( ~How you suffered for you sanity,
' j7 k' u$ s4 k- r- W+ vHow you tried to set them free,
1 a! ?+ x7 a1 v& A' ?. GThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
# ?$ i! Z( @* q( q9 zStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
1 p& D! B0 x/ n' u1 O ~; cSwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, % F+ B4 Y- W r5 l
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, ! j( ]) b! _, G. q2 E9 b7 h+ t
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. % \0 L* t$ \$ c( w) ?
/ E0 I- Q, N p) D0 |- qFor they could not love you, but still your love was true, 8 Y7 V& v8 k( w6 O& h9 f
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, 3 d7 k7 p7 _* |0 {9 d0 A' s
You took your life as lovers ofter do, 9 T8 R" a8 y& ~
But I could have told you, Vincent, & P2 T* |; `$ c$ X( q
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. 5 g" _% {8 E b7 f+ l
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, * q% o% b% l1 B/ t Q, j
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. 2 x& y* b/ X; H/ c& }: g
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
9 O; c( z/ h& \. SThe silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. 1 M9 A0 y% d4 S5 N+ h
- [8 e6 g! T% |* K* ]8 jNow I think I know what you tried to say to me, ! U7 _4 c* p' ? E. E7 ]0 R
How you suffered for you sanity,+ y6 [" y1 t, g$ ^6 B
How you tried to set them free, ) x8 n8 D2 T9 h `3 x
They would not listen they're not listening still,
3 @. ^$ h: D, _0 f( zPerhaps they never will. |
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