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( T2 y+ ^$ O- \- RStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
8 Q7 O0 X% u8 X' GLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, / \2 m: \: t6 K7 C" i
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,. J! V9 i) I% S; q0 y4 O. e
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. 3 m4 |6 x6 @% Z3 S4 n! A( J9 l" c
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
7 i1 x" M) Q' h" P. NHow you suffered for you sanity,
- b! J8 T# z6 l( X9 PHow you tried to set them free, " R2 d: }9 e4 t4 h2 C- a% b7 E, q
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. / a0 ^* {) F4 P/ N
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
/ Q" `" L: Q3 n7 ISwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
( a7 V# O/ b+ K- a1 p# S G2 NColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, & K) N, O! ^5 m* k2 M
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. + Y9 v5 W. {! J
& ?; i A# O# SFor they could not love you, but still your love was true,
+ n6 X" o/ h4 ]% t/ h& GAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, , o3 m7 R8 Y# W2 H
You took your life as lovers ofter do,
* J# f u! L: e8 i; wBut I could have told you, Vincent,
9 K7 z$ K6 t$ G% P4 a3 IThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. ) n( q7 I3 m7 Q X6 z. v& _
. ?( @' R6 [/ X$ S0 F* TStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
1 n1 b, f$ B& i$ V9 J1 ?0 {( UFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
" @5 c; h3 }1 a eLike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
I7 R2 W, ~. e) SThe silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. & m$ I& |1 [! ^5 _1 W/ H
, E1 N, n/ A3 [5 t4 c+ X9 NNow I think I know what you tried to say to me,
; U2 Q$ ^$ V( j3 w$ I6 n" [- J& qHow you suffered for you sanity,* k+ K/ Y( i8 l7 s9 ?% g$ T+ W
How you tried to set them free,
' M7 F* x' Y# t; y6 \They would not listen they're not listening still, 4 {/ l, q- @" ^; V5 o
Perhaps they never will. |
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