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, ^; N" f1 @ M: e: U1 ^Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, K/ _! F# S- z( a
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
% o$ F" v# x3 i# e' E0 n) Q% h& o. GShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,* i2 t8 X, ?$ R
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
) b; n1 B7 G8 w! @Now I understand what you tried to say to me,( T) J2 V) I4 q: h, p$ X
How you suffered for you sanity,
( R. L# X1 I, o' E/ \How you tried to set them free, ' n' a; M+ `: z7 e
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
X1 p$ I1 p& M6 p+ LStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
" [% c5 ^8 O W& ESwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
8 j: q& B5 p5 J* X* [3 rColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, : R2 Q; a- } c8 m1 n% X- W
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.
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% S+ p0 g+ Q6 v, w) _' SFor they could not love you, but still your love was true,
& o# e( B- j: w/ @0 R, u2 w' TAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
* r* H, a& o; N! Q0 r; J3 o+ KYou took your life as lovers ofter do, . E) y0 H1 n( B9 W2 _! @. b
But I could have told you, Vincent, 7 u5 L9 L2 R0 ?
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, 3 ~8 t5 O" h0 r
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. & N" ~) j! [5 {* y
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, 0 K% {+ D5 H6 X
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. % i* B8 i, A2 F
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Now I think I know what you tried to say to me, - V+ b+ o% H+ D# S4 G8 Z9 M/ ]
How you suffered for you sanity,
5 r, n4 Y- e }How you tried to set them free,
1 T1 s, B" w7 X+ {: R6 C* D$ PThey would not listen they're not listening still,
5 Q9 D ~0 E5 N( G' \Perhaps they never will. |
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