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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
* o( R- v F' E5 _Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
: i9 D" E) V" }" DShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,- f' G/ }0 X* B1 s# W( [8 j5 W
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. # V9 S( b r+ [
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,0 Q$ b. T6 d& V/ B* M; w6 e
How you suffered for you sanity, G% L) p$ I6 b: a
How you tried to set them free,
& L7 Z" o' J8 o4 M$ w- RThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. ! O! R5 z0 p! \ v. V
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
9 Z+ @. E/ T U; M. qSwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, ' g4 {* C9 s! A. ^3 q. h7 _
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, . V9 R# }8 ~9 L9 k4 ^1 _) E R
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.
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8 v& K3 L7 }7 Z( bFor they could not love you, but still your love was true,
6 Y" l6 T K+ c4 x/ W6 _+ e9 r2 ]Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
: I8 [" L+ e4 b8 ~9 A4 TYou took your life as lovers ofter do, 2 G$ t3 x5 [3 z u+ {/ Q
But I could have told you, Vincent, 0 b$ V: I _' [& m* F
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. 6 T; _: B' w, y7 a" M
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
3 t. h9 Y- ~- M2 kFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. ' u, \* Q, d {+ v
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
3 a9 o0 t' w7 xThe silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
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Now I think I know what you tried to say to me,
5 D2 P) h2 A5 K: F6 A. O$ \How you suffered for you sanity,' j Q, t2 z$ z& a* Y$ v* W
How you tried to set them free,
7 h: L4 F' E0 DThey would not listen they're not listening still, 8 z' g+ l. {! s
Perhaps they never will. |
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