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, U$ F# W. x# L3 ^! fStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, * W3 U/ d7 c$ l, _ i+ d
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, , T! A$ f! I% c, _+ E$ J
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils," z& V' a" I$ b5 P0 i3 {
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. ) x* N9 ]+ U0 r. [5 h
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,# f$ |4 j; z! r; p3 j: P* v
How you suffered for you sanity,
9 \6 R5 Z& i2 m: JHow you tried to set them free,
0 s ^. Y: f3 J% w, R" Q9 T9 iThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
1 y- t9 t3 Z% _- lStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
, y: C! Z1 J. b7 r& h& g3 _3 mSwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, 3 a2 L, o3 a8 _% J; R, U) M
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, : C, D, h& g5 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, S7 A6 @3 W- U
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
7 J. u8 m9 y' i. b7 o! a( kYou took your life as lovers ofter do, . T( j S" ?; I7 j! z
But I could have told you, Vincent, 0 {7 G. o9 P4 W( q
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, 8 ^1 t& P3 R6 N
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. / o3 F/ h) i! T' _
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, ' B3 t, k1 n; S
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
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2 f0 ^7 u# D/ ~1 a+ FNow I think I know what you tried to say to me,
( F/ u3 Y0 x, D, m# WHow you suffered for you sanity,
" h1 |7 v1 G- I# LHow you tried to set them free,
( g& n+ O8 p# x3 R& Q( ^3 L/ dThey would not listen they're not listening still, $ Z M, S+ ?0 Y: \) p, R
Perhaps they never will. |
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