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Paint your palette blue and grey, |
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Look out on a summer's day, |
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With eyes that know the darkness in my soul. |
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Shadows on the hills, |
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Sketch the trees and daffodils, |
| [00:42.960] |
Catch the breeze and winter chills, |
| [00:46.950] |
In colors on the snowy linen land. |
| [00:54.370] |
Now I understand what you tried to say to me, |
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And how you suffered for your sanity, |
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And how you tried to set them free. |
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They'd not listen, they did not know how. |
| [01:19.600] |
Perhaps they'll listen now. |
| [01:25.630] |
Starry, starry night. |
| [01:31.400] |
Flaming flowers that brightly blaze, |
| [01:36.790] |
Swirling clouds in violet haze, |
| [01:40.920] |
Reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue. |
| [01:45.540] |
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, |
| [01:56.620] |
Weathered faces lined in pain, |
| [02:01.340] |
Are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. |
| [02:08.390] |
Now I understand what you tried to say to me, |
| [02:19.460] |
How you suffered for your sanity, |
| [02:24.710] |
And how you tried to set them free. |
| [02:27.500] |
They'd not listen, they did not know how. |
| [02:33.800] |
Perhaps they'll listen now. |
| [02:37.350] |
For they could not love you, |
| [02:42.360] |
But still your love was true. |
| [02:47.670] |
And when no hope was left in sight |
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On that starry, starry night, |
| [02:54.910] |
You took your life, as lovers often do. |
| [03:00.600] |
But I could have told you, Vincent, |
| [03:05.090] |
This world was never meant for one |
| [03:08.170] |
As beautiful as you. |
| [03:38.190] |
Like the strangers that you've met, |
| [03:41.810] |
The ragged men in the ragged clothes, |
| [03:46.990] |
The silver thorn of bloody rose, |
| [03:51.110] |
Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow. |
| [03:55.630] |
Now I think I know what you tried to say to me, |
| [04:06.990] |
How you suffered for your sanity, |
| [04:12.070] |
And how you tried to set them free. |
| [04:15.010] |
They'd not listen, they're not listening still. |
| [04:22.250] |
Perhaps they never will... |
