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. e# w4 b( {/ ^6 s7 dStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, 5 V$ _ X# Q. J
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
. t1 N; C" P( H1 E2 H9 f# T1 O. IShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,+ \! a! t" B( a: K! y3 r
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. : {. |; I4 Z/ a/ O
Now I understand what you tried to say to me, k3 L$ Y% _. Y1 i: i0 n
How you suffered for you sanity, 1 r* N* _3 K9 y k' C* y
How you tried to set them free,
; [1 t% F8 ^, UThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
3 P# l" d% f9 wStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
- B: R \, _+ `# w7 TSwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
0 V! [4 s% c, \6 LColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, & G: K# o8 w- J' `( S5 V6 z% u
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. " O9 n8 k% F. _0 @
* }0 v5 K) p; G- Q+ fFor they could not love you, but still your love was true, 9 a& J9 ?4 t. j
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, ! O- ~* t3 G2 d
You took your life as lovers ofter do, ! C9 N1 D2 r4 n2 {1 J
But I could have told you, Vincent,
( D+ M+ }6 N0 P$ F# ?This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. % x8 `( i8 s) Z
+ y* N+ S/ O& r1 e6 wStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, 7 p) n- h$ ]7 e6 t' e$ d
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. : A+ k3 r7 W- c2 F) S
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
/ |1 ~5 }7 N5 i9 }The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. - l* ~# q! K5 f0 U* J) j0 Z. z
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Now I think I know what you tried to say to me,
/ I$ D) C9 p, s3 u" b* @; o/ n! Z/ uHow you suffered for you sanity,
8 _: A8 B$ b8 A6 [$ iHow you tried to set them free, 2 l K) G$ A8 n: Y+ g# s
They would not listen they're not listening still,
' w; h( I' I L& w! I6 N$ J& wPerhaps they never will. |
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