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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
- ^ X9 V6 f5 {# }5 u3 YLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, ; C( d& J' t$ V# O$ X
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils," U1 k# Y' o; n
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. $ p7 N+ c) T( p
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
% z5 |. E6 S8 H) t8 i0 ZHow you suffered for you sanity, / `. r9 ]' W* }
How you tried to set them free,
* q ~1 p* s/ C# g6 h0 FThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
, i+ r( G% B% \6 ~' a- ^+ tStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, " P$ |) F" H- } L
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
H" Z! o1 K" ]% G1 JColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
: ]! z8 Y W! B8 oWeathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. . u, A# ]" {3 z* U# K: h' w
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For they could not love you, but still your love was true, w1 R5 }$ s' g5 J7 N
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, - [' i5 j' C/ p# n, \, y, c
You took your life as lovers ofter do,
* o6 N" q* W D# g; x- zBut I could have told you, Vincent,
- r! u- L N- X* G9 ]: iThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. - i2 g1 n5 r' B0 C T" f2 m" F$ A
/ W: W F8 L$ ]/ }$ VStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
/ I: u: Q6 E4 J* _* l1 rFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
T1 l/ m6 V: P" [0 T% e' `; x2 ^Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
7 e* R/ q4 ]' u8 ^- F- K3 }# P; xThe silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. 5 |4 m1 L$ {! T8 c; @
& Y: ^; M- r* x) K0 dNow I think I know what you tried to say to me, - U0 t" C0 K, s; I' V
How you suffered for you sanity,# Z, p- I4 O& x* @
How you tried to set them free, - L, y( w8 o- L2 Y2 J$ x' [' P
They would not listen they're not listening still, 6 ?8 h* S+ P0 k9 C- K" V1 R
Perhaps they never will. |
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