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( i9 Q) ?+ S- X: R- C. w/ uStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, / R! e$ t5 p$ Z
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, + w, `0 o* W! i5 Z9 B* g
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
1 W( z2 }7 M8 z9 ]Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
4 L/ [7 |0 G0 ]( {6 Y# I UNow I understand what you tried to say to me,
3 F9 I8 S5 i8 u3 B- A6 dHow you suffered for you sanity,
|/ b' n! N! WHow you tried to set them free,
; I1 T4 L! n* @/ {, h, F- VThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
. w; u. F _1 P) s4 ^Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
. A7 g+ H. q7 ^# pSwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
+ a/ [; E/ P' l8 c; ZColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, ; X# q% c# s% R1 \/ U6 h6 r
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. 3 ~$ K) r0 l# f
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For they could not love you, but still your love was true,
- J% K# s( a, W8 G1 |# |Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, . e/ W+ I1 R' u& W4 ?
You took your life as lovers ofter do,
0 d: i& s+ v' k* ?3 kBut I could have told you, Vincent,
# ^1 y7 q/ {7 a# p" fThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. 5 X. [9 L" }6 [+ @. @/ _
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
D) F% ~& f& M# i0 s# JFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. 1 A, K) Q+ x+ p% E
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, . Y# P9 @- V2 L* q* l: K& L
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. * l9 E# y7 I* r, F0 j4 @$ s
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Now I think I know what you tried to say to me,
! n- c& M0 G, O$ v q) S& WHow you suffered for you sanity,9 ^; Z- {- l& Y1 J- B% I. ]+ |2 K
How you tried to set them free,
: u: p0 i; A/ _, S) XThey would not listen they're not listening still, + K. h8 ?$ t9 N3 i. W' N8 v
Perhaps they never will. |
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