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8 U/ {0 H6 ?% \% p6 s" w: S" f- [Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, 6 T K1 ^# J# o
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, 2 u1 {/ G2 }8 ~7 G. @
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils," h! f! a$ Q/ [
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. : N' w! n+ f m2 B- c I4 Z
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,! x/ g5 D8 F% S1 {" f) F7 B% J
How you suffered for you sanity, 7 k' \# ^# G7 P- P
How you tried to set them free,
- p8 g. T. R! i' E6 jThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. 3 e& m$ |4 r: M$ O# ^( \3 w* g
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, # i4 _% N `0 I5 `* y& ^4 F
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, 1 s/ d; g. x8 d& b+ X
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
8 ^9 G! R) f/ O. IWeathered 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, 4 U# R4 s [, p! M
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
$ E+ {2 n/ D0 @( ]" J$ Y8 u. ~You took your life as lovers ofter do,
! T, C3 q7 q- G1 NBut I could have told you, Vincent, $ s! w6 F$ o9 i) o
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, % \1 V9 y* w/ j, C& ^/ o6 m
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. 4 e7 S% R0 R7 @% j
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, 1 U4 u1 W) i! h
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. 7 F* H' {+ V+ @
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Now I think I know what you tried to say to me, 6 [9 j- w* d% t3 o
How you suffered for you sanity,* C5 J, M- _* y8 ^" w9 _
How you tried to set them free, ) d! X5 }, q- t: Y, ?* h
They would not listen they're not listening still, " I/ c( L2 `5 V3 e' a! @( ~
Perhaps they never will. |
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