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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
/ b& g! f/ {7 p5 ^Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
( Q, v( }+ q- y/ O3 q3 mShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
/ m. z6 M/ A* Q4 W2 J" u4 pCatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. : S1 l2 G& L) B# q
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,! z0 d [: v1 }, U8 k) V
How you suffered for you sanity,
! f+ e* _1 @3 N, o6 G- Q- LHow you tried to set them free,
% v. L9 q5 F6 {' j9 `& @1 L4 H3 c* tThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. ' D0 \6 z( m7 F r. D6 q
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
. S7 H; a9 Z9 G& p2 Q) E4 ISwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
+ C! n, N+ K: o! x# z6 CColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
* O3 z5 s) B5 J' VWeathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. ; S; |$ H: ?0 \; R% z) X, }
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For they could not love you, but still your love was true, % X. ~( v) m; S1 d! y% h: _4 q
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, ( ]7 Q& Z2 ?6 }6 T$ e
You took your life as lovers ofter do, , K- {9 l: Z, i: H: F/ ^8 }6 Y
But I could have told you, Vincent,
& F6 `9 `: h' vThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, : h. d3 w: h: K6 p5 w. `
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. ; O$ K5 s! d# Q/ C$ Q0 u! ?
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
9 [: [2 A% M; v" J, S' Y( R* rThe silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. 6 r( R. o$ c+ k, v$ i6 u
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Now I think I know what you tried to say to me,
4 f' A1 c# {6 }1 y3 q2 [How you suffered for you sanity,/ ^; N( v5 y7 W6 ]1 j
How you tried to set them free, - T6 e* S/ T$ X" _0 b
They would not listen they're not listening still, - y7 p7 V" O$ E' c x
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