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9 l# a" m# O" K) kStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, & O- ?. T7 _2 d2 H
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, 5 T! P. j; U' a4 a! o
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
8 ~. T3 {7 J; t; NCatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
5 R2 k$ ~' _/ S8 m) c, E' [Now I understand what you tried to say to me,+ u( ?" k. j4 S& J- D( y# p- a1 O
How you suffered for you sanity, - L, }+ y; e5 g- F
How you tried to set them free,
0 m' X' u0 T+ K* |They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. ( R: a: ]# f+ P0 D6 b" m0 n
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
* e+ O2 }8 S' J4 ZSwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
! U* O j0 D5 [' AColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, 5 ^# ?: e+ t& _- g8 K- n8 J
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. : K* v. E0 u$ Q7 g ^
5 Z& [$ p: c" OFor they could not love you, but still your love was true, ) D+ o$ q1 }) i0 c& q4 C
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
- }1 k8 l. ~3 Q' [0 iYou took your life as lovers ofter do,
2 U1 g! Z8 a: ^" N- LBut I could have told you, Vincent, ! a2 F! w* k$ `, ]9 x3 q. E" ]) A# S
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. , x3 ^; S d& w% B3 v8 u
: O e. Y- \& x0 S3 aStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
" o u; Z. Z3 `Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. * B2 W( S( N2 e9 O4 Y
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, 0 }& p# @. z1 p: i& ?9 I, i
The 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, - k- S3 k X8 |+ H0 P0 E4 d# r
How you suffered for you sanity,
0 N k: [" r/ r/ I3 f: c* eHow you tried to set them free, 9 Y7 _. Q. S2 X; w( e
They would not listen they're not listening still, 5 j. G- J; R% i$ V1 u! Z
Perhaps they never will. |
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