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2 k8 j6 l2 u4 L2 O; A& GStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, . U* L2 i# R6 b
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
9 B) u$ q# {& y$ ?+ V- WShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,0 O' R4 l# ~' C
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. ! t0 \7 x+ `* O' A: d9 K
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
: `6 w/ a* Y, d1 D U5 G1 AHow you suffered for you sanity, 1 e5 F0 j- C" x
How you tried to set them free,
9 j, M; W' p+ o" r5 E( d1 LThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. $ X2 p; [4 v% ?) L# K
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, / G/ f& D+ C! {
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, 1 Z9 N1 f! r; p+ s0 I1 \
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
3 i2 P) {+ ~! V$ k" VWeathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. % [/ @* a; a' l* n5 j4 r& |8 v' t$ [
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For they could not love you, but still your love was true, 1 O( |4 ~' J7 y U2 ~
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
2 f4 B4 W9 i7 vYou took your life as lovers ofter do, $ c1 i5 l: F( Y1 m
But I could have told you, Vincent, & I% e2 ~3 g! S+ Z
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. 3 K1 ]8 w; \) h
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
/ h' d) {4 Y+ V3 fFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
/ B% b d+ W- |% ^: y: U- zLike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
$ T: r I) J3 q2 a4 y; aThe silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
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$ s0 L$ x0 b$ q# c4 DNow I think I know what you tried to say to me,
$ B U" E# {- m( tHow you suffered for you sanity,
5 s9 a9 {1 v0 P+ T% PHow you tried to set them free, . d% b# M' f6 V- h
They would not listen they're not listening still,
! l- ]. ?3 s0 F0 L6 G' X/ a0 VPerhaps they never will. |
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