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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
+ p- I D: |4 f/ h8 W4 @Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
( v5 b" `9 N9 e/ F- K% E9 PShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
' ~. [4 P- ?9 ]7 h7 zCatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
( `/ U' I" L- d7 ?Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
. V$ Q3 Q, s% n5 F5 j$ rHow you suffered for you sanity,
! Q: `! P4 C5 {, B8 O* O5 b' PHow you tried to set them free, 5 }) _: Y4 |7 [" a% p! H
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. 8 t& s. t) e9 N5 ^" |7 }' l# Z0 `
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
* C' I, o+ ~4 o+ T+ v' b+ A. P6 x! n4 z! VSwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, ) h- v. _7 U) z5 a! ?# V# p: A
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
" F k3 R9 s7 dWeathered 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, 3 N" F3 o% a* x0 g8 w6 j
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
1 f: ]- d$ {( a/ v: q8 W$ x7 yYou took your life as lovers ofter do,
3 m# j/ q# H# @. t- i nBut I could have told you, Vincent,
: z- y8 u- _ A% Y2 ^% _9 E4 _/ iThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, 8 Y0 D8 g$ {0 W T$ B8 L. r! h
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. . W+ P7 M- |- X3 X, [8 ]
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
8 x/ Z# ~4 q2 C+ |( r" I% I/ ~$ hThe silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
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/ O, w4 o2 ]. r W, T1 S7 Y" V8 DNow I think I know what you tried to say to me, J9 P: W0 g# D' o, Y2 T$ v
How you suffered for you sanity, e' N* z4 @0 _' B
How you tried to set them free, ) k% T5 s: I7 ~$ }6 C1 |7 Z& a
They would not listen they're not listening still, + E# m$ K4 A$ P2 J
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