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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, K( P$ B% ]6 E) ~) b
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
1 J9 N. o0 z3 @Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,( o F2 B0 t( K- s5 ]
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. 9 S' G8 X& P( P- V
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,- V0 W. q2 @+ w* Y% e
How you suffered for you sanity, - ]0 P! t7 c4 ~ T) g
How you tried to set them free,
, w6 b# z4 v( j4 j: F1 S! M% ~They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
& H( a) @8 r! ]% q$ Y* VStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, ( E! u+ ]1 r3 k6 c0 ~1 `
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
' u! Z, G. l8 G' _( b8 A RColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, ; I8 R1 b/ z* N9 L
Weathered 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,
! R7 J" N+ U5 F# _3 cAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
+ i5 p G. ?, z; y1 \You took your life as lovers ofter do,
, A Q! ?3 H; \5 `But I could have told you, Vincent, 8 K o% R* X3 @8 E( O& q. a
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. 9 F% M" ^# o: T+ l
: v) r. s0 U3 |2 r; H8 IStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
+ o# H) `7 @) e mFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. , |( F: x* @$ y
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, + \ P+ Z4 r+ [% H5 k9 o( A. @
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, 9 ~5 T* n$ z, H! F
How you suffered for you sanity,
& c( M; K4 w6 {, [3 H8 ZHow you tried to set them free, 6 q9 D1 A& {1 O% f/ M- F
They would not listen they're not listening still,
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