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& k1 d# ]' H$ _. B$ e# L; o: {. [Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
- ?- V0 |1 _# Q% j" @Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
3 Y9 o6 R; L; {; D/ B rShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,/ I2 T b+ X* m s5 A* I
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. 4 w5 k5 ]8 r5 a F* d* @! W+ Q
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,: I. G% b3 @* E5 h6 O
How you suffered for you sanity, " R( P* L* w, V. S. Z6 `
How you tried to set them free,
7 i/ R; y5 A: I3 v# @, G6 k+ P& uThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
7 Y& Z6 E2 y3 O+ J' }7 QStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, 0 |& h% m1 U6 F" n8 Z1 w' h% k
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, " r" Q4 v* ?' V! f6 n7 w! s
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, " |6 G" k+ ?7 ?5 v P8 e1 i2 \
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. 3 D- D2 A) |+ z7 V
0 _5 w R+ V- Y/ u8 C/ aFor they could not love you, but still your love was true, ' b* ~( k5 D# m' p
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
5 e; K3 A" g& I; ^+ L, _You took your life as lovers ofter do, * G7 a6 o9 n7 i7 c" q
But I could have told you, Vincent, 2 z3 r$ E4 i. e: C; q) j3 }; d
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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% F3 Z) x2 o1 H: o* R% }2 KStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
+ q5 l4 l7 o! P# z2 h0 d4 C6 xFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. 5 u4 W9 j+ U, K- y/ r1 h
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
* B8 k+ d+ ~" s, UThe 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, 6 K0 K& n Y5 G8 F3 Z% ]) [
How you suffered for you sanity,
3 P) x! Z9 p+ u5 D) Y! p( u, vHow you tried to set them free, 8 @" J9 t. U3 p, T9 x
They would not listen they're not listening still, " J9 t5 ^/ K! o! r' s
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