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0 c4 {6 x8 d& SStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
% X1 J5 x& E9 ^4 [! @/ RLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, 2 L$ z' v1 _1 Q! i! O P* T
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
& |$ ?7 d _& HCatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
1 s& p: u2 }/ h9 V# \( ?) FNow I understand what you tried to say to me,1 E3 G# h, f0 p* ]) R0 F
How you suffered for you sanity,
7 O0 `- }# _( O* MHow you tried to set them free,
Q. y# P; T+ z; xThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
* C6 ^; D9 M7 j1 x! iStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, , N" b- i6 ~! s0 D5 _2 x
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, v9 u- c5 |1 G5 S
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, - F N" y, B1 L2 B* W
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.
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$ s* G p6 p5 o0 U( a" xFor they could not love you, but still your love was true, . ` X# H$ _6 B5 V
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
4 T9 z& R# d$ M r2 MYou took your life as lovers ofter do,
( l8 @& H% t0 L+ [3 o. yBut I could have told you, Vincent, " G" @* f, S$ r
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. ! l, M' m* C$ C, p
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
4 ~7 X- H% @) m, u7 N3 _Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. 7 ?+ f; R+ _; A; e! a. A& t2 e; ^0 M
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
A8 g `' }7 Q+ @( L* AThe 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,
& ~$ x% \, ^$ r8 D' }How you suffered for you sanity,
- C5 I8 {$ ^2 D: h- a% x4 EHow you tried to set them free, 0 Y2 G! v* [" ?/ m4 v
They would not listen they're not listening still, " U5 |$ w* z/ [, ~, B. Q
Perhaps they never will. |
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