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$ b( d' p( M- W# e& F, q XStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, d- p" B1 U, E9 j& r
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
; `. c1 G: C$ c4 UShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
# C$ L k4 T+ q0 B+ P% t) ECatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
$ U3 K0 V, i; s* J# p9 s' \6 DNow I understand what you tried to say to me,6 U& P3 S: _8 U" @" v: b4 p2 }
How you suffered for you sanity,
2 d6 F' U& c6 Q: z" C" R/ G+ G) t9 U% iHow you tried to set them free,
! M2 I5 R9 Q3 K- X8 F$ b# F9 eThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
# U5 u5 T& B# D/ BStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
! O6 n/ d* E% _: w c/ p ~5 m, pSwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, ! s0 @# F* ^7 ^" B& i
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
$ X! F9 A2 N$ ]+ _- B [ IWeathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.
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For they could not love you, but still your love was true,
3 p7 F$ l8 o3 C8 \; ~Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
6 `' \# [5 e6 y/ `& s* T" ]* X" e9 vYou took your life as lovers ofter do,
6 t/ a* S: d7 |0 r/ \) wBut I could have told you, Vincent,
( X! e* Z; X4 E' c1 r; @6 l; JThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. % D5 |$ Z) i) ]+ F
4 k6 C h0 A2 A* T% t m9 w2 [! NStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, 1 k2 e1 ~# u0 l5 G
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. / W, |& ~) t7 y+ D% _
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
" d8 n& `, c$ m8 D9 [The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
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+ ]- g( P: k) b O* H5 v$ ANow I think I know what you tried to say to me,
/ h8 g4 b# ~. x7 LHow you suffered for you sanity,- ]+ M; G) D& n4 O# C% z2 x* ^
How you tried to set them free,
# X# }: }; i9 J& P$ E0 u) J0 L. g4 V9 T5 TThey would not listen they're not listening still, 1 ~, D* ^, Z( J
Perhaps they never will. |
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