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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
( p; V# P* D1 kLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
, k N% l# y' I" l1 rShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
; F* q- U, M' X2 oCatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. 4 C* h( c- S3 }4 M+ n' J1 r, J
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,% k) Z8 y& z/ n, n$ h2 _4 Y& `
How you suffered for you sanity,
+ o U. ?7 ^6 n* h, q, gHow you tried to set them free,
# o0 F! l% L qThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
4 x7 G( ~/ q# a2 }! F3 E& tStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, , Y) B+ G5 M' h: P
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, 7 s: F3 C; o' u6 Z% W
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
: z' w- ~: s9 ~. M7 ]Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. 4 s- U2 G, Q y
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For they could not love you, but still your love was true, . u/ f( S$ F |" D8 y' p) Z
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, 9 c- F) i( ]9 |$ w
You took your life as lovers ofter do,
0 u I$ j3 [! _7 EBut I could have told you, Vincent,
: R7 w2 a+ N) O, b3 j! {; lThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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. p; I7 |* y8 R2 KStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
" l. h4 B! C, f6 J* ]1 H) lFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
% c' J0 m. }' p2 E& M jLike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
- G6 ~8 z$ R+ G$ l( `1 cThe silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
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Now I think I know what you tried to say to me, * D6 [( z4 Y$ H" A, _/ B# k
How you suffered for you sanity,1 w1 J0 _8 Y/ n' \' H0 ]5 W
How you tried to set them free,
2 h) A Y$ ^9 @, UThey would not listen they're not listening still, 8 e, i% |, g; P0 n# j+ b# l
Perhaps they never will. |
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