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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, 2 @- D* W/ p( c! N" H
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
( d" u3 D8 q( g) G: @Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
( `3 ~6 K- o- K/ ` [Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
- d8 [0 I/ |" z4 N" P5 [* y) ENow I understand what you tried to say to me,
9 h: l2 G- b! k; Q; y; _5 X7 RHow you suffered for you sanity,
% T( `5 ^* \3 B P7 x! }! t7 AHow you tried to set them free, 2 M' B% g) N' }9 N: I
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. ' G! o$ H) O# w8 l
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
" t+ f; W+ q3 \9 j1 i# L: M8 V% eSwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, ) Y5 D- V: k5 q) e# D3 `* B: W" }
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
1 K4 r$ x5 [$ U% |Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. # s, T, W& U' @# e1 [# h
7 l9 Z* L, ~1 }4 d( j2 u+ M2 ]For they could not love you, but still your love was true,
( c: F% `7 \5 }% n+ D. L, p& LAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, % ]% i% ^3 V* Z2 `7 D% ^- |" h
You took your life as lovers ofter do,
/ \0 C& N1 _) P/ Z. hBut I could have told you, Vincent,
" E: ^% ]. J% h( UThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. , w6 w; P9 s. |" X+ A2 r
# n m* D; }' y* I ?Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
% Z* z$ C/ P0 @8 EFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. $ k" E/ W. m5 O; z) q
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
$ p9 v* s* z$ |) w4 {% t% F0 OThe silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. 7 w3 H$ @/ G* l. K2 p
8 ]# m+ n/ F& k" V, F- R0 }' oNow I think I know what you tried to say to me, ! m6 c6 v, T; h9 q" B" M5 d
How you suffered for you sanity,
2 I+ ~/ M+ X6 I4 t# B4 HHow you tried to set them free,
6 h9 \5 q/ }3 M+ |They would not listen they're not listening still, 0 _+ T1 a4 Y, R) F
Perhaps they never will. |
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