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% z) d+ N8 Y7 e, r8 |0 R9 \Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, 8 n- |* e4 X6 }6 u$ R
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, $ v* ^1 y' l) a8 j
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
' b6 D: m" X0 S: YCatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
( S; E& R9 e6 |1 X; Q0 T2 HNow I understand what you tried to say to me,+ Y* G. j& N- n( W# v3 r1 @
How you suffered for you sanity, ; i' ?" Y' B$ r: E. R
How you tried to set them free, A4 ?7 p# o5 O% m
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
( g5 n- ?: O n+ ZStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
1 K* p$ V" N4 `: c @* \3 `) VSwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
2 t% X. g/ c) ?/ T6 v/ yColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
' w4 R& [ ^5 u( u) G' gWeathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. , o6 _ q% ^( N& q5 U( A- G- i
^- M3 x2 o% Z7 W# |( f' p5 y# j+ \For they could not love you, but still your love was true, - E/ j0 f' y: @ o' i
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, 6 N5 \ T- n. N7 ^1 q
You took your life as lovers ofter do, , R0 R$ V4 S, G+ o$ c5 I
But I could have told you, Vincent,
! e! | z" l( `This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. 2 e4 o1 w- q# j8 z2 K: l& A3 O
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
- Z5 l: U: J8 X% _Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. ( p) [ g) A% e0 L, Z: ]1 e% K
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, 5 P" u5 w! a1 B" N
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. " k/ ?" `9 y+ p0 }( }* U: I
) N& T$ f: z6 Z2 k0 d) zNow I think I know what you tried to say to me,
7 a b) \. w0 u2 K8 i* `" eHow you suffered for you sanity,5 \5 K8 \6 T/ C( }+ h3 d& I
How you tried to set them free, 8 z: h, z& L8 n o: H
They would not listen they're not listening still, : U1 u0 L- h0 O
Perhaps they never will. |
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