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2 n* X4 Z6 W. ]. m3 DStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, 5 t, Q* k6 B+ x' m0 V
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
# H& ~+ {1 C6 A- S" PShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
- `- y1 w0 _+ vCatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. ! @, {, L4 w$ L: t! p
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
9 t& }4 ~0 G4 b. V2 YHow you suffered for you sanity, 2 d6 t+ s3 M7 \* f" N8 d
How you tried to set them free,
: T/ u" o* N; J1 @" FThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
1 p$ N% h+ V: F: uStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, 5 P: q% v8 n3 u& e. w) ?
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, 7 i' l" A6 w- M3 K' ~
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, " r8 ~+ x/ C* m5 d' q. l
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. ) x6 o% p& S8 A `) `6 O
o8 W) U2 b' \( AFor they could not love you, but still your love was true, / s" F1 ?& n( r# P
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
* S; K9 ~7 |6 U5 t# @" MYou took your life as lovers ofter do, & w3 h8 H- q; h& j& Q
But I could have told you, Vincent,
" d y$ E! K1 {+ V5 A5 bThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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. [ H" Q* }6 g, |$ k( m aStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
$ V" L. j1 {. D+ PFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
4 y( k* E1 |* O1 w5 ?Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, , H3 N. R5 v' |5 _( ?
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. 1 s/ d! A: u8 i3 U7 L/ j6 C1 ^& s
# f1 j; s9 m4 zNow I think I know what you tried to say to me, 1 z, ~/ s" w8 L0 }6 h; L% M( X$ |
How you suffered for you sanity,
8 y1 Z% P4 ~: q" j4 bHow you tried to set them free, & v% ~% J, w/ c7 O
They would not listen they're not listening still,
# d3 d/ P" s# j, O6 ?Perhaps they never will. |
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