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! W1 N6 T9 A/ B& x# [* NStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
& O R: } V8 g; Y4 MLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, 6 L0 i- q4 ~$ Z6 D5 }* l* }
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,0 O* d1 F- I! B0 S4 ~1 k
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
9 {& p( h; s4 p3 y0 `, S! ?- HNow I understand what you tried to say to me,
5 H) W4 X! \5 HHow you suffered for you sanity, " v9 p) G% ]6 x% I4 X) X
How you tried to set them free,
) V* v, a0 j( s$ |( Y1 k% l; w0 V7 B8 eThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
6 `& E; a3 O" G0 Z' e. L# kStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
4 P- D/ C6 V, J6 pSwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, 5 e; |( ^* K7 o8 Y
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, $ t9 v4 S# q" C, @
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.
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: R% R) A0 V! uFor they could not love you, but still your love was true,
~4 u% V4 n! y5 q* rAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
8 y2 f8 |9 N8 pYou took your life as lovers ofter do, 3 h+ F2 @( B$ U S
But I could have told you, Vincent, + x) w1 f4 u' e# @ F9 t- V
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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7 F+ c+ w/ ^+ L: Q6 F t4 [Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, R1 k2 g* R. M6 J" p/ t
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
f1 n& {+ u9 b7 K+ HLike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
6 L! E, i( F7 q+ ]The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
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Now I think I know what you tried to say to me, 3 |% @8 r: F& D3 M* Y
How you suffered for you sanity,( D# Z( A8 |/ ^
How you tried to set them free, , v/ u! G0 Z0 v7 P% `1 ~ c
They would not listen they're not listening still, - K- Z6 R9 z5 v$ Z3 \
Perhaps they never will. |
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