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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
" {5 G( R/ \! YLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, 8 t/ n1 q& H; ?( } s& q
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,. N2 j+ n' i) J, w1 J- e: l
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
; i6 n+ c! V3 b, J8 H% G9 TNow I understand what you tried to say to me,' s# J% t6 e. \+ Y
How you suffered for you sanity,
! g" y2 B( h7 C$ fHow you tried to set them free, 5 M) @' Z, A* W0 [6 E
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
, v1 a& d& d! N6 mStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, 1 o3 S" u# l2 b- r0 H$ N4 [* k; M- v
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, 5 u: v1 L9 N. J6 w3 B3 N
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, ! y( @0 T8 X$ t- e
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.
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: P* e3 T _& d7 C: l" o qFor they could not love you, but still your love was true, ) ?6 a' o# ^5 G1 q9 [
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
9 w: D" u' k U6 s( lYou took your life as lovers ofter do, x0 ~' \# S. p$ r
But I could have told you, Vincent, / Q, ^ k7 N0 [5 m
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. 6 S9 Z# N1 }( _ v
1 B5 B! h, {0 ^1 S& SStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, , J6 q6 h) d3 D) ]7 O
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
: H! m2 |2 Y5 R: q, c" Z( ILike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, $ u( E2 f9 O$ \
The 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,
$ R) l8 i8 @& J: f fHow you suffered for you sanity,
! i( B" b+ ]0 e. a1 ~4 iHow you tried to set them free,
7 N* H5 h4 j% a6 B/ [7 uThey would not listen they're not listening still,
" n3 x. o2 M8 h3 mPerhaps they never will. |
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