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+ Y9 }. a* g8 B. LStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, ' A& D2 t3 X$ v" S4 u+ R
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
' x6 W x( S i _Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,+ |% h0 Y& Y5 K
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. 4 T9 F/ P* Y, l& ]4 V( `. D
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
0 ^/ N% I ~% c, A; i SHow you suffered for you sanity, * x6 {# N! }) i( {
How you tried to set them free, l& _/ S9 E! Z2 }- e5 ?
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
! l* z: ?# q5 K. m- a$ d' b( yStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
* B+ x; J/ z% k, [1 QSwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
$ ~: |+ t* @& k4 h! s: ~Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, 1 g" m+ q v8 P; S* S* I
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.
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) L8 C3 f, p+ RFor they could not love you, but still your love was true, ! V- _( \% z/ G. R
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
! G( B" F/ e0 g7 k4 s9 uYou took your life as lovers ofter do,
# F+ [1 v! _# t+ {" s7 {* g, ^4 ^But I could have told you, Vincent, 2 Y, A ^7 _8 R1 i
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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( I/ V; w6 v5 _1 |Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, ; `; H4 x8 c, a! _7 e' j
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. 4 y8 ~- s [' ?% D) ^6 n+ o
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, 3 P4 {; w! m6 [: C9 V
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
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: z0 W3 A5 X; q. X4 {Now I think I know what you tried to say to me, 2 ?* h5 J3 W W, y; S" H, E* M( M
How you suffered for you sanity,
/ Y. I/ @. m/ F$ g. I( S9 d" {5 EHow you tried to set them free, 4 E+ _7 R9 G7 u. [5 v/ Q' U
They would not listen they're not listening still,
$ }( t2 u+ s6 U- C, `7 @( \* @Perhaps they never will. |
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