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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
6 k t7 m6 b" |. B1 o! gLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, $ x7 ^0 z5 U! C1 G# `
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,/ L% w/ V+ m3 t7 v& L
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
) d. J& ?$ \1 rNow I understand what you tried to say to me,& N. @" Z t/ l2 x
How you suffered for you sanity, 0 y7 c8 @7 Z2 ?0 s5 T+ F
How you tried to set them free, ]% l, n# Q: j, b+ D
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
/ l. x8 F4 W+ ~( [* iStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
$ c6 c9 L A& N4 \! Y+ G9 YSwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
9 @. P3 o( j6 k8 q0 HColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
2 f; k9 p1 x. }6 `1 G+ kWeathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.
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# a, z) h4 o( ^For they could not love you, but still your love was true, 0 R1 d+ G @1 v! q# j
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
$ S4 a7 r( ]+ Q: p1 ~You took your life as lovers ofter do, 7 D* R& K5 t& o% G. |
But I could have told you, Vincent, U' i% u: q' O! p$ d
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. : K" C: E1 Y. c# w8 u" C
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, $ w9 s |% \6 Z7 p+ s; u; M% k' q
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
* `% L! j$ p) m4 vLike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
: s% V# C# R& SThe 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,
8 i4 ` O6 ]/ ]5 CHow you suffered for you sanity,
7 m- k8 u1 z* O: A0 eHow you tried to set them free,
0 m! U# D/ }& w8 q$ WThey would not listen they're not listening still, & e# J: X" _4 r; G
Perhaps they never will. |
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