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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
6 I( K2 F K5 l- W* m0 g' v, |. fLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
. ] z: c# }4 j7 G- TShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,6 k7 i9 S, N0 W" f
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. ' C w y* j h
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
1 e% O* H+ i9 U% WHow you suffered for you sanity, ( @$ g7 Y/ k" C. a" z2 X
How you tried to set them free,
' s4 P6 K, v* W2 TThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. / X; t- q- a' W
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, 9 r" G& ~; h; F
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, 9 J6 @7 d4 S! b
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, $ \- D# ~; z# N; h
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. ' t" i2 D$ i6 x3 P
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For they could not love you, but still your love was true,
1 y* S1 @$ L# S$ t% kAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, + T4 n# ^: Z9 S! @, M( ~
You took your life as lovers ofter do,
; o* i. d7 X6 BBut I could have told you, Vincent, 5 j! K) Z. P. ?- P
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. a6 f! D! {' H. c& @: C' [& @( I
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, / v) o. v% C- U) a0 U3 R# Y+ v
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
. _+ x3 ]5 f* Z2 V9 {! H8 zLike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
# j: k1 c: V3 g' ~ a9 |: J9 uThe silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. / ]' x3 R# n3 P) t
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Now I think I know what you tried to say to me, " w. E: r* X: L& k* h) b" y. w# N: k) j
How you suffered for you sanity,
1 m. R! ~' B/ F+ l( ^5 G7 EHow you tried to set them free,
2 {, l( n# H T. gThey would not listen they're not listening still,
6 `; U. `. a* u9 C/ U# I. OPerhaps they never will. |
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