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! M- c |! u+ ?; a. F9 ^) U1 h4 ]Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
A. m0 P; ]; o0 Y) LLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, . G3 o4 j }- Q
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
& w1 m p O/ [( SCatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. / y. P' Q/ G5 I2 d' Q/ V
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
% P i! j5 {$ T( VHow you suffered for you sanity,
' E% R+ f4 a. l$ z. lHow you tried to set them free,
# q4 |2 I/ K; ]They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. ' S& U4 Q: o( O
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
' X3 U$ N& `+ ^9 b5 |Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
, ^$ k0 n7 g8 JColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
% U$ _7 T! @/ H, d2 NWeathered 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,
t' u" z) K7 \" rAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, ! c0 C, `3 S* f: V1 u3 R& W3 X: U
You took your life as lovers ofter do, - B8 j6 `$ w: e/ D
But I could have told you, Vincent,
% J& e- {& N$ Q& e! @This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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7 t/ @4 l) H# A* _Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, % N' ?( f5 R6 ^# E9 T3 r6 ^8 x
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
8 q p" m0 r0 J. v5 X- }; KLike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, # i8 h8 c+ d2 u- F4 | K8 T4 l" e
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
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Now I think I know what you tried to say to me,
' b! H* O' L4 T- I2 qHow you suffered for you sanity,$ b5 k6 h! S5 X9 n
How you tried to set them free, 3 t( [0 R3 \( }: O7 ^
They would not listen they're not listening still,
# w$ t2 c: g; H- H/ l0 w) BPerhaps they never will. |
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