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- _1 ~) K& R/ L' HStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, ! _% @5 h: ?, b, s# i! B
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, * `" G6 Q7 S) B$ E
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
; B- a4 x4 a0 h2 K. ECatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
1 k+ g# p" O; WNow I understand what you tried to say to me,
. I, i, O8 u5 w) a8 o gHow you suffered for you sanity,
- E1 g. P. [9 U1 n& bHow you tried to set them free,
% h3 l8 v" D, N iThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. 2 s- U4 W) j" x8 F8 {/ |: u
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, , ]3 E7 p8 s; u0 ~/ j& B/ D ^
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, " V J* g/ ]1 _. U
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, " e- h6 @# e" k3 \
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.
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For they could not love you, but still your love was true,
7 Q: w. [( Y w9 D. n7 kAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, + L" X, X% N: [- x. C5 v6 `
You took your life as lovers ofter do,
! z* |) G* \' a: bBut I could have told you, Vincent, : Y3 _' b+ f6 M7 D( b
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. I4 u& ?) M& _- M# ^* F$ U6 D
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, / F' v; R/ a) I0 |: L
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. - ?; i1 e+ |: Z- U5 e0 Z; g; ]
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
( @2 o. W1 R# @8 b( {4 fThe silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. 4 J. {$ o m s
# U2 C2 V1 B/ C, |, l% P% VNow I think I know what you tried to say to me,
3 H1 X& J% L$ T. v) ZHow you suffered for you sanity,. f3 f2 O$ u: ]
How you tried to set them free, 2 J4 I0 O, ]0 J. v5 k! W
They would not listen they're not listening still,
& k) O+ M0 D4 G1 aPerhaps they never will. |
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