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1 r6 J7 x" [& L/ eStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
" L& A R* r5 v: K4 ~Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
* b& e6 W4 a6 d$ k+ @. S4 i8 a4 NShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,) [2 ^* f4 h+ L4 k6 D4 w7 o
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. + C% X9 \* L3 C
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
- B: _* }7 }& O3 _% e9 NHow you suffered for you sanity,
1 ?3 j5 b+ F$ JHow you tried to set them free, % x+ f9 C( B+ e `( I! C
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. 0 e+ j# V5 A# \! v9 f
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, . O$ B' M- z2 ]1 d3 ?
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
# l4 q" ^% k, x$ M* CColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, - w' _" v: T; j" a9 j" s1 w
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,
9 B( J. q* F u0 dAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
. N7 h) Z; u/ L: ]4 W: _You took your life as lovers ofter do, 8 H" k0 Y. |9 N5 B! Z
But I could have told you, Vincent,
8 p w& y; G: U& w/ {9 p5 YThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, 5 ]! b- l$ E. O
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
. C$ i1 y8 v. Q1 KLike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
% [- P0 S/ o- ~" S0 T9 z: GThe 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,
* M) h7 y* K$ ~# \5 ?3 [6 [How you suffered for you sanity,8 W6 N# Q2 f& o: u5 W
How you tried to set them free, $ o5 T/ N3 b. b5 I' l4 y7 h
They would not listen they're not listening still, 7 N2 g# L* o- \4 `
Perhaps they never will. |
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