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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, 3 T* C5 q& D1 o2 p" p# D- z: e/ b+ `
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
# ?5 q8 d( l6 h+ fShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,' N+ e- x. c7 b
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. # I+ j3 r, r, V3 \$ r$ Y
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,1 P! m V3 v# `8 w
How you suffered for you sanity,
. x. Q. w F1 q9 {How you tried to set them free,
! X g$ e3 o8 YThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
7 [% f6 y8 ? k8 EStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
7 {' U" h* P6 _! ?Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
! M. e! q/ q0 F& {$ _: o2 q2 W9 [Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, 5 h8 ]. l9 {5 I' z& Z: u
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. " }5 [& F: _" W }
: X Q. h" [% o2 @- x3 VFor they could not love you, but still your love was true,
/ y$ l: }9 @( V) U, R/ jAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, % G% S1 Y3 ?+ c& V9 p- E, v5 h
You took your life as lovers ofter do,
+ S: i3 o2 d/ w% pBut I could have told you, Vincent,
% |8 m: @( g# G- ]* \: ZThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. 9 h& f7 n' ?- i; j, ]. a& }* f
4 h7 t0 |8 v, @, WStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
( Q, o# a* O; F7 z8 F4 p4 y* iFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. . \# E/ O8 a2 r( n2 M
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
) A6 C) P- \* c1 D. Q4 sThe silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. * m' d/ U. K2 t- \8 E; N: Q
- j. v# Q& p% N; `Now I think I know what you tried to say to me, 6 J2 y& C1 k2 ]' K$ }
How you suffered for you sanity,
) } `: l2 r5 k% ~7 D: cHow you tried to set them free, $ \, s A0 |/ h% [* r1 O5 y
They would not listen they're not listening still, ' O% J$ y/ |3 x# D
Perhaps they never will. |
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