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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
2 H, ~, S- N3 X5 A3 I% W' |Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, * a( }) d* V" k
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils," S1 k3 q0 n- g+ h% _* B% u$ T
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
$ }& y; g7 M& t6 w$ j1 g! PNow I understand what you tried to say to me,
9 |. P8 p6 f7 |+ F/ ~How you suffered for you sanity,
" l8 E8 |! V' hHow you tried to set them free, 7 @6 W+ k% j2 C2 o# o/ i
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
( s9 e h1 t+ C8 f# wStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, 9 ^0 u2 ^: e1 q& n' x
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
- H- L$ h @% T1 |Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, 5 G) \+ e( B' H8 ?
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. 4 K6 ?' T: m5 i/ H/ p0 K6 y$ R; \
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For they could not love you, but still your love was true,
4 g0 I' u! y' o; N# VAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, c) v& x8 b- H) v, ]
You took your life as lovers ofter do,
( s0 ~! F8 j; C; ?9 o. E6 b6 k- `But I could have told you, Vincent, 2 S7 H% ~( `$ B6 v3 r( B$ ?
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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' E/ @8 U9 z& NStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
: `% ]1 a5 m) d2 v3 U+ KFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. - W8 w) o% h! X$ K
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, 1 w0 u% P9 c6 W
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. 8 |0 D. W+ i/ H4 t" u0 ^
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Now I think I know what you tried to say to me,
; R+ o- q; K+ e/ R; yHow you suffered for you sanity,% m0 U; j& r, M+ p2 I7 _
How you tried to set them free, . \) L' c" m. D6 ?, ?$ ^
They would not listen they're not listening still,
$ q5 Y8 z) n( _5 z4 r+ m |9 \! kPerhaps they never will. |
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