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1 d/ n6 t7 E; e- Q0 e7 {Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
5 O" ^( L1 E( |/ Y F* tLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, + t1 q: t% R. v6 y. W
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
3 d+ h/ `% v& ^Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
3 o! o+ F9 l. hNow I understand what you tried to say to me,$ |8 W9 ]3 m( w# K2 B% V) S
How you suffered for you sanity,
5 H/ i/ w" n5 F4 u1 W1 kHow you tried to set them free,
3 ]$ E. b% y2 T) t# q1 VThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
0 {$ l2 O' P+ |* AStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, 7 s7 }. S2 O6 l/ t q8 G
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, $ H' w: u- w* p |7 K8 h( {
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
% s3 n2 c5 @6 n, HWeathered 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, - `8 z J8 v6 N& g* @0 z
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
$ Y1 A5 x; M. U7 {- H+ uYou took your life as lovers ofter do, 4 w4 L. N& Z! b/ o4 p
But I could have told you, Vincent, 2 y# m L; K3 [3 m I7 Z
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
; f2 x5 [1 T9 a$ {0 \, CFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. 2 [2 t' \/ w/ |& Z
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, - s0 K3 I5 o0 k' z
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. * U$ j2 r; c/ w+ s7 V! I! l
4 E) `2 {7 Y0 c" @: lNow I think I know what you tried to say to me, - L) |) G+ ], {# \; z5 M
How you suffered for you sanity,3 d q9 A' l2 v6 X6 F" l) _
How you tried to set them free, + A* Q7 [0 h# G R8 Y
They would not listen they're not listening still, # j9 }7 F5 J4 P: s, m6 x
Perhaps they never will. |
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