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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
) m% b5 \) [+ ]7 E1 rLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, 8 c1 }& q7 a0 j# {7 u
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,5 V! u7 d. K$ j9 |/ }
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. % ^, J3 N% U# \; j
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,2 R; ?/ m* n) M, Q3 g& b" ^4 A7 k$ h
How you suffered for you sanity,
0 [1 e' e) l/ B6 \How you tried to set them free, + w# ^; i: H! y: M$ P t
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. 3 ]/ X1 F% F$ R. K; o: r
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, % ] Q3 n9 H5 Q# t6 d8 U
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
; B, J# Z. O) Z2 i1 kColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, 6 @1 g9 d; x1 @: k6 A, \
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. 6 U( W, k1 r& _3 I
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For they could not love you, but still your love was true, + Y9 G2 o1 r3 }/ I+ G
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, # a$ E) {/ C. Y) `6 e
You took your life as lovers ofter do, ) C8 Z4 S h8 W1 G( {7 V, w
But I could have told you, Vincent, ! C3 z0 n1 p; u6 _
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. ) l" @2 _ G! T( e u
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
U! L' X2 F% g/ _' OFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
( b# o: q: M. _# _1 aLike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, 6 m5 _6 A! v4 T3 B q) [
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. ) d+ P2 M; P6 z2 }
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Now I think I know what you tried to say to me, 0 s- S# N9 F5 y
How you suffered for you sanity,
o( J; a/ y& B* |. HHow you tried to set them free,
( i G; V q P6 MThey would not listen they're not listening still, ! J, y- Z& A3 {+ e. E( W
Perhaps they never will. |
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