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. R# E" K7 T" @4 G" W) i, kStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
8 |( o. t' v) `0 |- c* w R5 i% iLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, 2 K9 H+ K0 w, |
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,, `3 V2 w* c( k9 ], ]4 J
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
2 {5 Y- z* c+ nNow I understand what you tried to say to me,
/ H% t" D* p$ J5 s! F$ s; ^6 T2 dHow you suffered for you sanity, 7 g ^& }- F6 k) p. r
How you tried to set them free, 4 O0 ~7 f5 o4 H p, ]5 C9 D
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
& n- v1 ~( g1 YStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
$ C8 C* S6 D, [; S' Z5 ISwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
C3 P: e3 q! k+ M0 Z' YColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
- n0 E' e5 x0 nWeathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. ( \3 I- X( L& x& ]& `8 f
0 @( q5 V! g$ U; rFor they could not love you, but still your love was true,
! O! ]/ \; h8 W4 TAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, & H/ Y- h8 C$ r& c E$ X0 y
You took your life as lovers ofter do, " M- e( J5 k5 h
But I could have told you, Vincent, " e7 l# L5 S* }+ [1 M
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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8 G" ?- C* D; Q" EStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, * e4 `9 s& y0 ]4 B
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
5 B. H4 o) J7 |% ALike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
1 M$ a9 v' e2 L% h$ O+ fThe silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. & R( x" r! ?* c3 m; o9 ]6 }* W
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Now I think I know what you tried to say to me, 6 F/ Y, h4 f; r6 ]1 x5 K
How you suffered for you sanity,
4 P) d0 j; M4 X! v+ s5 jHow you tried to set them free,
/ |* G* y; ~9 q) }! m$ l+ \They would not listen they're not listening still,
0 c8 I2 M/ Z! t, c+ QPerhaps they never will. |
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