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! [3 Y: n" A; RStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
2 ^& y& R- T2 r1 j* t- FLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, 4 h. O" d4 J& r& ~- |: R
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,4 c4 v3 l; f! E. B8 W
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. : H4 b3 s4 p! x. o! D* x
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
7 v, Z/ ]0 W: m wHow you suffered for you sanity, 7 C, k: r; ?; f
How you tried to set them free,
9 k) V8 ~# o) uThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
5 J" @/ M* g) XStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
+ B; c1 O1 C# bSwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
* \, L$ O( F/ {6 XColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
4 M2 _" [9 B! @3 g3 JWeathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. ! g5 B/ X$ o5 t
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For they could not love you, but still your love was true,
) N6 E4 X3 F7 u* zAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, 6 V! e, R% N1 F, V& l4 a: A! T2 ^
You took your life as lovers ofter do, ) k- h! `. E& E; w3 i( X) p
But I could have told you, Vincent, ^, ] `5 k# y# z
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. " Z6 t+ z3 e8 I4 H6 v
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
1 n( s5 w: B- U8 i0 kFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
* f6 C* @6 ]/ E9 p9 e9 |Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, * R, _$ s# F4 U; s; ?$ z
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. 3 b& [3 P% s8 o0 E
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Now I think I know what you tried to say to me, : b) o3 M% T, ^8 ~
How you suffered for you sanity,
K) j% ` @# [% i3 eHow you tried to set them free, ( l3 H, m) ^- l: t
They would not listen they're not listening still,
( a7 N) K, U) ^" o( YPerhaps they never will. |
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