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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
' h* i9 _2 U7 G& k! ]Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, - A. ^8 U% ?0 B
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,$ t6 x5 [6 O* V7 v# o2 J
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
8 M9 o% Q5 `4 M$ @Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
$ w1 j( B( {- Y6 d' HHow you suffered for you sanity, 9 h! d% a& J3 ]1 F/ x; _
How you tried to set them free,
' B8 c* y! D6 kThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
; J) o& j/ ]8 T. V8 XStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, H" j! _% T$ x1 H
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, ( _' v" r$ x* O1 B' c$ @9 h
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
' f. t) q( p* }- z3 _Weathered 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,
$ ~# A( f) H, R( LAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, " Y6 }" c9 i0 {) T. F" y
You took your life as lovers ofter do,
+ u3 S- V2 N, w$ N: q1 M, DBut I could have told you, Vincent, 4 V& n m0 a3 ^; o) g v4 M6 z
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, % u1 n! T7 X! i/ R9 v0 m- E
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
" w0 R+ K4 Q$ {- Y. ILike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
! K% {* n M) m" F# M4 \9 rThe silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. " s& F/ Q% a3 g+ t! B
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Now I think I know what you tried to say to me, 1 Q$ h5 T; m, s+ e
How you suffered for you sanity,4 X: ^+ ^$ N7 Q) [5 A- [
How you tried to set them free, * I- ]" }5 `# Y
They would not listen they're not listening still, . H4 |* C5 I' o7 \# @9 O
Perhaps they never will. |
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