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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
! Q! j2 h" ^' g# Y, X3 fLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
5 y, U N; {2 g- SShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
u, x$ k0 r4 l/ wCatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. ; |! A+ r' y5 ` _
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
6 G Z5 a0 |7 ]. |7 p5 Q$ CHow you suffered for you sanity,
* s6 J* f( ^/ R* ^How you tried to set them free, . t6 r& F; E' o$ E: g
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
( ]% ?3 B6 `8 T% LStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
j1 c& ]) a7 \8 ]Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
. r8 u( T( q" |8 j0 l6 l0 ?Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
, N f0 j( i5 o' OWeathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.
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5 g7 P+ E& N: ~7 kFor they could not love you, but still your love was true, ) X' G8 W: K' Z; {3 v
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, + X6 I$ Q0 `/ W1 j5 K/ V( H- _
You took your life as lovers ofter do,
! R( G( h( w! S- X9 BBut I could have told you, Vincent,
5 L/ n* q- C. C; \This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, 4 u; O9 S; G! m' _( E
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. 7 |7 f) L9 B/ V9 ]2 D: H
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
9 D! ^ V$ @ C7 B4 k7 RThe 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,
4 W7 _. t$ o* Y# }. o3 M# ?; x& ?How you suffered for you sanity,
8 e0 b8 f! B' U; H8 ]/ _How you tried to set them free,
+ f& C6 n/ w- i* ]* w4 ^They would not listen they're not listening still,
6 R+ G+ z) |# q+ p7 XPerhaps they never will. |
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