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3 `9 N/ Q% I. x- b, w) Z+ KStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, + @9 W6 y' {+ v6 `
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
6 L5 D7 N4 C4 jShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,7 ]) F p) i7 w5 k
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. + x8 M7 }' Z7 D
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,- m5 ^4 C; N' R, R
How you suffered for you sanity, " C: J( R; c- G2 o8 h- U8 V
How you tried to set them free, 4 s' E; y5 H9 l, _
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. 3 ^6 I, C8 {0 N% C
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
* ?) ?9 c# J0 @- Z* @- [$ M: {Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
+ f: Q" ~% B/ u/ P+ c0 t" ~Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, 2 S, D' F4 k: @* d5 m# U
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.
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2 C2 v! C: ~, E; e# v/ kFor they could not love you, but still your love was true,
: V: A8 y2 r9 `( X2 W7 MAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
8 Z9 L' q1 k) {/ V$ T( @You took your life as lovers ofter do, + r- j, m! I1 p$ X
But I could have told you, Vincent,
: u5 } H; r6 k. KThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. 9 C; Y9 J( v% H: G
% n/ d. l% f6 i3 C, k# k. KStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
" g: M9 k. R" l& O( cFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
, @/ F9 R& l+ R9 {* @: f: ULike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, * v! n2 |0 B. Z) s5 n4 @, T7 D, {7 n
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,
, H/ [$ v7 ~( c. u$ {+ _" ~How you suffered for you sanity,3 ~/ @: g: R% r/ s1 M8 e( r
How you tried to set them free, 4 z. D. |! |! U& ]2 i
They would not listen they're not listening still, " Z# X# K9 G' O: Q- w( m
Perhaps they never will. |
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