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# B1 d+ I* w. c- n) A6 n& VStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
. q/ e/ S0 B( d5 h# m5 C0 JLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, , _* \7 Q7 i1 q/ S. b9 X( F
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
6 B4 ~' f0 v: \7 @Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
S+ t" p# Y5 C) mNow I understand what you tried to say to me,
8 |) s1 Q* A/ U; E. l# }; Y5 qHow you suffered for you sanity, , V7 y# |0 ]/ p2 L
How you tried to set them free, % ^3 z( j& E$ u# E7 q' L
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
6 m, s$ f' R6 D2 @Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
; P! _. n: Z, b. kSwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, 0 L/ u: X2 y, i+ g
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
2 j7 \% c# W! oWeathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. ; X8 I7 I5 Q4 [
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For they could not love you, but still your love was true, 2 N. W/ {$ D3 d$ F6 i( Q- I, B9 b
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
$ y7 O: s9 e: y( TYou took your life as lovers ofter do,
: o5 T* d7 G! L0 rBut I could have told you, Vincent,
3 b" `& ?- g9 OThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. * J- z- N, f% H; w- I% j( T
& x& ?$ X- d5 B# j, |( ^$ R+ C8 gStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, 0 C' S A" `1 p0 N& V
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
% j a% N4 R5 VLike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, 2 E1 ?' y, Y- G, x7 D7 y" b
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. / s8 \/ ]+ \" V0 O' e
" A1 u/ @. f4 sNow I think I know what you tried to say to me,
0 M: x* n2 a! A5 YHow you suffered for you sanity,
" `. Z7 ?# x, |( I# [8 FHow you tried to set them free, # ]' L* J9 @3 D8 S% M3 X6 z
They would not listen they're not listening still,
6 I* i; f! U7 ? d/ ?7 r" F' C8 aPerhaps they never will. |
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