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( O. I% H" X l- zStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
$ u$ ~; \! w L8 @5 QLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, 4 B7 t9 @/ ]+ a' T6 I3 ~
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
3 l) O, X: C7 P# aCatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
, H" D+ z* e2 ]: r6 QNow I understand what you tried to say to me,0 P, B- J7 g- y Z/ o* i5 c
How you suffered for you sanity,
9 g2 T8 C& u, b* c& _ r/ [How you tried to set them free,
) i2 s4 F& N$ C- F3 v, O5 JThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. 9 V/ q/ k( F) w+ H0 j0 A
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, & W7 C( y y9 s( q
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
1 y: m4 T) q5 l! i' |$ ^- xColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, 4 e* C, H# _7 ]
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. + S+ Y4 P, v1 D1 u; r
, C! `: C o$ F* a5 oFor they could not love you, but still your love was true, ! p. @ `: U0 v: @- }% R
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
7 f: L; e+ j8 U$ m0 ^9 C4 ?! BYou took your life as lovers ofter do,
5 I, P. q2 R; `" j* tBut I could have told you, Vincent, \' ]$ {8 P( X1 l/ F `
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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) F6 U8 ~* y" n$ t, HStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
# G- _ K5 z. ?Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. * s& O; O9 `+ {0 l# H& I
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, $ \ v! R6 [9 ^; E& a+ `
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. ) f! U7 H% x$ C! ^8 a
" R- l3 Z! I& u+ ~Now I think I know what you tried to say to me,
8 l8 Q, t7 a9 f! N5 dHow you suffered for you sanity,0 d( }! f6 X: Q$ o) A
How you tried to set them free, : V6 z$ w2 j% O* L" O
They would not listen they're not listening still, $ V0 ]# {9 O# c" p6 Z3 _
Perhaps they never will. |
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