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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
1 J4 f, `# y& VLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
, M* T7 o+ N% YShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,- }% X& V. P. k% y
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
7 H5 n! w' W6 l/ s! k7 x" HNow I understand what you tried to say to me,
d- p2 J7 A5 V7 k: K/ GHow you suffered for you sanity,
* c( h! Z; R6 N p2 i" EHow you tried to set them free,
' s2 I* r' `1 \0 d& q3 k& NThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
( r% e: i2 ^# \- ^6 r' K6 `Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, + f6 ]$ P( k; O
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
8 `, P0 D4 i5 P, I; D3 YColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
, g% q5 M' R$ R1 ~4 c) ]Weathered 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,
$ h1 R# C4 k. XAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
: G+ [) y9 i% N; C( k+ FYou took your life as lovers ofter do,
) Z* M, }% v M) P0 RBut I could have told you, Vincent, 0 |* G6 l9 {" v" d7 h- [- E
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. 2 p( d! p% ^# S) e5 g
3 R, ? F) ~' MStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, 6 W; m- U, D+ `% y
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. $ {( Q8 D! B! u6 L- w0 P2 p; K
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
7 h* ~1 J* z7 A& c# A PThe silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. ; u0 ]# l: r) O% }
6 ?9 C% K, w( MNow I think I know what you tried to say to me, 0 U/ [6 k- c! ~. S b; d
How you suffered for you sanity,
; f/ H5 ]& i y) p. uHow you tried to set them free,
* Q7 w! ?; ] ^$ `5 \/ d4 ~( JThey would not listen they're not listening still,
, W) I6 ^5 Z% M: BPerhaps they never will. |
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