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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, % {& \0 D9 K/ @5 X
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, 0 r/ N, U* t e5 b9 A- u p! D& s
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
" {- Z5 P/ H. ^/ D/ m3 q6 uCatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
8 g0 w0 _3 O+ k& x. fNow I understand what you tried to say to me,
( g% y0 i. M7 O( THow you suffered for you sanity,
3 ~2 r+ w4 t/ `# b# i) [" }$ v! AHow you tried to set them free, ' u6 I9 Q% o2 ` f% F
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
+ v3 r6 `: U4 jStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
& ]" @6 q \+ n; s ~Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
6 A$ x( a2 t0 C5 U9 zColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, : r$ w+ l" G N" D! L
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. - J( {* u. \: x
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For they could not love you, but still your love was true, " J, _* z0 b7 W1 Q+ d4 d" r
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
w/ P% |' W1 JYou took your life as lovers ofter do,
6 p1 A1 s* [$ V% |But I could have told you, Vincent, ; E& W; i# @4 g; b- m% ?6 }
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. ) X( c) g, S5 H. Y+ j* m3 A
4 Q+ Z$ O5 D* ?$ `+ MStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, + l# f$ `6 p$ L) X; z
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
! g0 S5 U5 t4 oLike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, ; @ C( [+ L: H9 J
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. # R& K) q& \. ~
8 N8 C- n4 R0 ~9 ZNow I think I know what you tried to say to me, # m/ `3 z& }( l, n: O
How you suffered for you sanity,7 f2 f+ |5 M7 c7 H
How you tried to set them free,
2 M2 p) X* Q! X# p5 }They would not listen they're not listening still, 7 {- A( W9 q9 \$ t, i8 {
Perhaps they never will. |
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