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* P+ Z/ t! u- QStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, % n& j- R5 P* t- n: W# v) }
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, + W$ {* L3 A+ m; N. M- S
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,4 Z0 Z: d: Z; P/ C Y) m- p* y+ ?# q
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. ) b+ Z: W! e3 U; |2 h% N& J
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,3 X3 j0 z9 X D
How you suffered for you sanity, ) {. O7 s9 [4 y' n* |* U, q
How you tried to set them free,
; G, ` V3 A9 B, O! V) _They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. , s! `* \2 G8 \& A* J
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, ; p. p6 }6 j" _
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, ) b8 r7 K$ m' M
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
4 D8 H: ~( G. c8 }' [5 rWeathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. . b- x: s9 V/ z" @$ F3 t; O/ e3 j
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For they could not love you, but still your love was true, * c$ U! `0 Z# ]7 Q; a
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, # H6 Y0 k0 I* n6 g; b; i
You took your life as lovers ofter do,
! B# e7 e0 ]6 x# GBut I could have told you, Vincent,
0 m- G: p) k: wThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. - ]3 Y! U/ A: S
, F& z9 j7 ]7 EStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, ( V# j4 Q' |& x, K t- `# y: Y* f3 s& A
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
. q+ t/ R H: Q7 U" }3 qLike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
& ]4 ?: i/ \7 QThe 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 r$ ]4 q! i$ `) Q1 EHow you suffered for you sanity,
0 H9 [0 u$ m" R8 x u( W: `How you tried to set them free,
% E. z. c" P& b* ?* b8 L( v: ZThey would not listen they're not listening still,
4 a* `5 Q4 ?; ?9 g) @& oPerhaps they never will. |
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