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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
, Y: p* N$ T, C4 r; |- ?Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, ) ^, J- e$ t7 W5 U Y6 f, E
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
, u1 h/ S$ B3 v0 m QCatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. 6 {4 \% b0 F9 v
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
1 j, \9 ?' A, y8 dHow you suffered for you sanity,
& Z5 G) S' C9 a7 G3 z1 vHow you tried to set them free, ( ^( q) `: _/ I+ ]( D* t8 W
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. $ q6 a& W- i9 R& E, P1 P
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
$ d" ~8 ~9 `: d u2 j8 |' BSwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
1 q! J% w8 S3 H* mColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, 6 h4 d, e! {8 X: p7 V, Z( k8 B0 N" N
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.
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% E/ z& D! e& S; C& t+ S# R) pFor they could not love you, but still your love was true,
4 B7 F, {: Y) b' iAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, $ e$ n0 y( Q* y6 a
You took your life as lovers ofter do,
5 c/ N0 Z) ?) J8 `But I could have told you, Vincent,
& P) H; J; \' k; }This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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7 m2 N3 {- O* q4 l+ D }3 kStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, ; L6 H, j, L: M" C G
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
: N* A; Z' V. R* V3 U/ ~* NLike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
5 C4 ]7 |9 \/ h4 Q8 LThe silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
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. A! f# r W6 e+ {7 [Now I think I know what you tried to say to me, * m1 q9 [7 Q& L
How you suffered for you sanity,
" s! W. I2 t: l( J8 yHow you tried to set them free,
m0 N6 Q9 m1 m8 z" [They would not listen they're not listening still,
" f: I! Z* v" O- jPerhaps they never will. |
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