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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
1 V; ]+ R1 p; h3 a rLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, , ~; {3 y9 h! V6 S& F
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
( z- A( B$ S. j7 K' W5 DCatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
. M8 X) m4 D7 d1 p" WNow I understand what you tried to say to me,; B8 w+ j8 a+ ? d
How you suffered for you sanity, . e. G7 Q2 a$ U0 l3 m: T+ ~
How you tried to set them free, $ s- A F8 L7 J x% U" A
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
. C, Z7 Z; i4 t) ^2 WStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
$ P& h/ Q, i9 f. m6 uSwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
s b" _) c+ |4 G/ FColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, x# \' j+ S2 s
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.
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9 m) g) G) [1 C7 }% v9 eFor they could not love you, but still your love was true, # e& z4 G; {" f* h
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
/ x$ K- C k0 b8 kYou took your life as lovers ofter do,
7 N* Q* W( Q; LBut I could have told you, Vincent,
* X( o/ A- o/ W8 f2 wThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. " ~9 x' h4 ]2 n, b
$ P9 C4 T, k$ [) T4 ?& hStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, ( ^0 E% b4 B' m `+ M7 A/ w
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. 0 o: A) P8 o3 R* O3 n
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, ( e9 X, e9 D h4 d
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. 7 v( S" c1 v5 ?$ T; t3 {
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Now I think I know what you tried to say to me, / C. K7 G( x, V) o8 s
How you suffered for you sanity,& {6 j: j9 z1 e; E( t y
How you tried to set them free,
* j" c+ S1 n) s, }0 O9 yThey would not listen they're not listening still, $ \* v9 y9 T7 b
Perhaps they never will. |
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