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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, $ s/ T; h# V! U6 E2 n+ U
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
/ _1 z2 C7 a- a* C: }Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,$ j+ {. K: I! r' M- c: C
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. 6 S# d1 ~3 a. e
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,% K$ X& z( ~7 `( X; j2 N# U
How you suffered for you sanity, 3 Z0 M2 i9 R6 _# \
How you tried to set them free,
+ Y1 v/ ]8 x+ g9 R$ e; J/ LThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. " Y' S; N. R# d) F5 x: i" o- f
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
- }( K2 S' ^6 h6 I1 p/ _2 NSwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, 1 s' s7 A" h4 R) Z# o2 D
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, % x4 r' d; t7 }+ H4 ~0 J$ I
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.
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* _" u+ _+ ^; H, e# BFor they could not love you, but still your love was true,
# B) o! ?, O0 TAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
$ `2 F' c( U, A& ^6 M% AYou took your life as lovers ofter do,
3 n, L6 V. H/ g( s' xBut I could have told you, Vincent,
* b+ V$ `" M5 C0 qThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. : c! t- L; E5 ?3 f
- d% ^# i. f7 m* H! uStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
4 _# p2 n% n. XFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
' _) `0 Z& v. ZLike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, * R2 ]# b5 A' P9 q
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. k: {$ R- H; G1 g
1 D6 \" V" `) sNow I think I know what you tried to say to me,
- I, I7 K, z3 u/ m! qHow you suffered for you sanity,
# g- P% b! W/ L! Y8 @. Q) t2 a/ Y* AHow you tried to set them free,
E5 l. z6 `4 L& Z' O; yThey would not listen they're not listening still,
; U0 n; v" ^, i5 }( wPerhaps they never will. |
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