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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, 6 n$ P* S' I+ E+ F, S4 P9 h" ~
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, ) l8 d4 N8 M! e* p" S8 E8 v
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,0 t- Z& O1 u4 _" f: B
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. , |5 V( z1 d3 f7 L
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
9 o( Y8 P/ Q7 `How you suffered for you sanity, ; U" x9 V3 j4 d2 g
How you tried to set them free, ! H" b/ {2 c" G8 l* n/ t
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. 4 g. f0 M6 }: k9 I1 b N
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, , ~* J/ S) Y" z$ w1 s6 R
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
' h8 R" \. n: U$ GColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
5 J, o6 @ S8 T: t* o+ ~Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. 7 S: r3 y, j! l n6 }
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For they could not love you, but still your love was true,
5 }. Z$ d$ Z J3 G0 _Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
i% Z1 X( _1 o0 Y7 }You took your life as lovers ofter do,
7 t5 W) |! h( ?0 E* xBut I could have told you, Vincent,
3 Q% ^5 q! w2 {/ Y0 v. a1 I4 TThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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0 p7 [; T# _$ L, ]Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
& ~* w. \- k$ U, QFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
8 A# |& D1 f' c: ^Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, ) l$ t `& P& \
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. 8 b ^, z2 X2 c0 \2 Z7 C
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Now I think I know what you tried to say to me, 2 U+ c. v4 E) l- X
How you suffered for you sanity,3 ] E+ v9 j8 |/ Y
How you tried to set them free,
) x6 D; N7 X1 Y- d5 P+ S4 wThey would not listen they're not listening still,
( ]: V/ X% f( ]6 z( l) HPerhaps they never will. |
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