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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
! [2 e5 b% p n- j- d) u. l d8 iLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
3 Q# B0 \# S+ o: S: qShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,+ a1 j& Y3 U$ _
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
# ?& x% f) y( A5 w z9 HNow I understand what you tried to say to me,
# \4 e- E4 w; wHow you suffered for you sanity,
. Q* T0 h6 l/ Y+ _How you tried to set them free,
j. t: I( b# R2 A0 a; DThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. z0 D' E/ E, M" \
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, & V5 p* \4 F- C' O
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, 0 t( y: h7 A: r+ n
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
% T) p! M! E0 e- I8 KWeathered 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, ' W( h9 T% P) [: H9 G& Q" x) R9 H: U
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, % B" ^+ X5 B q/ I
You took your life as lovers ofter do,
* ~$ x% ? R4 [. q3 s; eBut I could have told you, Vincent, 5 L! w- H$ a* R: n0 T5 k; {! n
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. 8 E! U% r( R! @/ S1 a+ s
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
. j/ r# W3 m6 h) O0 X" cFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
; _: |- l6 W- h7 B- [" SLike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
- u- K( q- f+ \* Y m4 I- t AThe 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,
. r) S$ P& X) q* k. u! mHow you suffered for you sanity,
1 G0 `2 T- c# wHow you tried to set them free,
. U6 V2 r9 X- r: b- \They would not listen they're not listening still,
& U/ O. l, G! P3 N' H5 B% DPerhaps they never will. |
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