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; A' k) W2 G% D. F+ yStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, |) Y+ o5 p0 d
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, ! W2 f5 ^9 E) o' S0 v. y* f
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,: f# _% v9 m; V+ |% w) f' j, L
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. 9 n$ z2 ~* `8 w* s
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
/ @! t# ?7 ?5 ]' u; {- FHow you suffered for you sanity, 3 M! t" d) n9 A% `
How you tried to set them free,
- W5 F; m2 E F7 X1 @They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
" H: o4 B; Y( L4 f, b2 KStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
% z+ e% }3 S+ N8 `0 e, TSwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, . C3 x7 }( E, A
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, 7 p& F1 m8 T. J" d7 p- k
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. ) g' @; L" k' [/ Y
2 V4 Y# J' E' z# V% u( b3 n6 zFor they could not love you, but still your love was true, p" p9 ~8 R) a5 b) Q9 U2 ~
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
/ X8 n% B+ D7 u( zYou took your life as lovers ofter do, 6 E* i" C! b; K: ^
But I could have told you, Vincent,
3 Y# u7 z: {$ W2 G' s# aThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. 7 }2 X1 C' `1 u
% V8 `1 k5 \8 ~2 V' ^Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, 8 V t' H& u. m0 i" z
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. 8 {: Z+ l# d. U5 }0 p
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
4 m! f/ H5 R- ~5 g, G" N7 N3 ?2 oThe silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
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8 A* p, x" |; }8 ?Now I think I know what you tried to say to me, 6 X) O/ K1 X" Q9 g3 F- q
How you suffered for you sanity,
6 p, ~$ l; C4 cHow you tried to set them free, 7 w. G+ u g9 H q# i4 A1 i
They would not listen they're not listening still, ! Q7 E% g M% N3 i: I: `
Perhaps they never will. |
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