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# U$ T: G5 ^) P; q: R, [Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
) R3 L1 V- ^6 N8 M; {2 MLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
/ D& E4 b0 W$ aShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
9 l0 h1 u% d; ZCatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. . H% C; V: z" A& q% R
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,8 }3 X5 ` p; B( h! O9 J! M
How you suffered for you sanity,
7 Z/ p: f3 o. H; nHow you tried to set them free, 1 }9 v& D4 w. C
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. ; F7 `0 H) H4 H, t4 h6 W
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
0 M# V1 F {: v" RSwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
: i, O/ J! ]# H3 a) a# X/ GColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
7 [0 J( N8 S) v' X! LWeathered 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,
* q" r @ q q9 u( h* x/ FAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, 0 c a; P* v; b1 F$ T' Y
You took your life as lovers ofter do,
~1 H/ Y1 C) Z3 B" o8 IBut I could have told you, Vincent, ! ]" b3 z3 Z7 G
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. - ?1 f4 i! {) V: r! Z2 O5 D3 d
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, & G7 x% A: i7 |$ X
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
3 ?; s$ @7 a1 y. i! WLike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
( O, {4 P/ T7 Q$ ]% r9 P- ]) ?% d6 eThe silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. 4 ]4 P, ^5 t& ?
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Now I think I know what you tried to say to me, - X, P- u! G# r! v5 a' ?
How you suffered for you sanity,, k# {0 \% V6 a6 H$ D
How you tried to set them free,
5 L/ O0 x. B" G$ aThey would not listen they're not listening still, 4 z! o! \/ R4 K2 S' ?$ f9 k3 t
Perhaps they never will. |
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