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% d! x( K! a# @8 a4 e: VStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, ) k4 Z0 ^; V( Q) K
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
1 k! t2 P& R( s( l# E- P! YShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,% ?8 }3 C+ z5 y
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
L; r! m& t& Q+ \3 FNow I understand what you tried to say to me,) @9 O4 i3 p% m: I7 m% f3 Q6 v
How you suffered for you sanity, 7 J8 @1 V/ G! j
How you tried to set them free, - e( q0 j9 M/ `5 i
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. 0 ` T) \* A Q4 X9 Q, L' s
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
; k ?8 N) W' H! m5 iSwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, # ~* t" D( F' S; \ _6 u3 h+ D
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, - q* M' I( l1 J% G# G3 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,
% X# R! T0 K0 s0 x; i2 rAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
# V9 W7 t! h7 P3 H$ t4 ?You took your life as lovers ofter do, 3 d# y3 L& c @$ `, c+ Y
But I could have told you, Vincent,
- c9 T3 o$ t1 M* EThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
5 z; P0 i5 i6 [% GFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
8 _/ m0 |4 z1 h+ Y: f' a1 OLike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, $ S+ r# D: S, g T
The 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, 0 k8 L, x' {, C5 Y1 z5 e4 d
How you suffered for you sanity,
- ^3 C" W" r+ M- C3 v U6 i2 e$ tHow you tried to set them free,
+ x3 e" M" E: A+ T& u- CThey would not listen they're not listening still,
" u0 e# d0 O) T3 QPerhaps they never will. |
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