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$ w7 s) ^3 {% {3 mStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
# e3 h$ c# W# E. Y i- o3 dLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
1 w0 n0 e+ M3 a8 \$ f: u" GShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
+ ~# [' V8 p6 d* GCatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. 8 R ^( v( n. ]( Y
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,; i2 r3 c- W2 c1 j7 F) t8 ?/ Q
How you suffered for you sanity,
2 \1 x1 J: H3 z {0 w* Y" T& NHow you tried to set them free,
; i7 K! W9 s lThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
1 }4 p \7 G. }! Q8 D: TStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
$ q( \+ z; n' Y$ X. WSwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
6 R$ x; h6 b6 i: fColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, 9 v% E& P, C# g2 Q- ^. ]- F
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.
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L$ W! V$ Y1 I+ NFor they could not love you, but still your love was true,
' U1 S# ?" A0 ?' lAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
6 E/ i1 J& r( |9 j' l3 V4 CYou took your life as lovers ofter do, * |5 y6 r1 ^2 Z+ f
But I could have told you, Vincent, % w$ j" s3 a) I. w* m y
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, 4 _3 T+ G% w4 v. x
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. 8 J5 z- G% p% r1 C8 K
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
& k2 e' t9 Q. s4 B3 }9 sThe silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. 0 u6 ^' l9 D7 T% i8 c7 B
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Now I think I know what you tried to say to me, 7 W: Y% T1 f4 Y- s
How you suffered for you sanity,
: ^* @4 V: M9 W: J9 }. SHow you tried to set them free, - X/ _1 K4 E8 V) s: m9 z& \
They would not listen they're not listening still, - _$ E6 G8 v0 E1 P6 r( S
Perhaps they never will. |
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