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9 Q2 C2 g3 h; v7 G: l0 E5 k& E b9 OStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
* h( r! {' F) j$ e2 b8 sLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
( f" _5 |4 _; ]0 i. m, G+ W3 l, k1 e, iShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,' S+ e+ X Y5 o
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. 7 d: b9 G" h" q. h
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,; C) l* b- n8 X6 i1 B# k5 R
How you suffered for you sanity,
. n6 N! v7 m/ J1 D3 M; dHow you tried to set them free,
2 T. N7 v: x; n3 LThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
$ S' Q0 b+ O2 U8 a7 U/ JStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, 4 ]) i7 y1 q) o ?/ T4 ~% T5 P
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
# _, i* J) \; q: x4 w% t B ]Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
; B9 p9 f& Y7 aWeathered 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,
1 E4 `" A4 G+ J0 nAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
; `( t- p$ I1 ]" b: rYou took your life as lovers ofter do,
. Z N+ @3 T$ P( y! P5 e) p+ tBut I could have told you, Vincent, 8 t5 G9 E; @$ z3 b
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, ) m5 u) g3 s: `2 T) ]! G- Z6 \2 Q! X
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. ) Z }$ h; ?1 g2 q* b' L Z& K
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
( t8 X8 {+ ~: m6 jThe silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. 0 R2 j$ ?9 ?2 P' U# c
3 F( c" i' p+ g9 l$ D8 `Now I think I know what you tried to say to me, ! v$ q4 g# r7 D2 \8 i! a
How you suffered for you sanity,9 a9 q; m/ E4 J4 C8 L5 C
How you tried to set them free, 2 Q- a/ A% }' ]: z0 t
They would not listen they're not listening still, : r) b- e( y; O, |, @: G) T
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