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( \* A: A6 O% g/ J4 iStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
9 x- a! X# c9 i9 }* E, {Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, ' L4 L i+ r% o8 h R
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
9 K# l1 ^, q: D4 l: z1 nCatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. 0 L4 ]) ~# M2 l* K8 _6 k
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,7 H. |2 u" h, n9 r! ?
How you suffered for you sanity, % E u0 O2 I7 F- k" a) Z( L$ w A
How you tried to set them free, 3 u8 _! v3 e, S6 ~6 n2 l+ s
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. % y/ r6 G. Z& Q: I
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
% S) @$ N3 q. s3 \) ySwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, 3 F5 F* y- j3 d
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, : D$ X7 y5 E" Y
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. " X( [! a% J9 `. N- K! r
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For they could not love you, but still your love was true, ( e, j; f% p" c. b- q
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, 7 T1 q* ^4 E. _0 e# _6 Y3 N5 y( A+ v
You took your life as lovers ofter do, ; t& o) L( R k7 H4 t5 T1 ~ k. M
But I could have told you, Vincent, 4 j- ^# K. t) g* {
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. 8 i% Y; E G- X' C3 |
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
, L( \" F( H7 i$ a9 }Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. 0 T9 Q$ u- H/ F6 I9 I8 g
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
$ ]! x) |5 D w( j8 J8 ~2 D" ]The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. |) \; }' g. r; |
! \2 Z: X9 @- b9 S! ~- ONow I think I know what you tried to say to me,
2 `& K+ n- o8 {- @* p3 }How you suffered for you sanity,0 R. s$ W3 n7 W& o+ E+ W% w
How you tried to set them free, 3 c5 U7 k8 H- B& J+ X; K
They would not listen they're not listening still,
5 Q1 c6 T8 D- l$ \ O* ?/ hPerhaps they never will. |
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