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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
8 m- V" `$ L, S% N0 ZLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, ) ~7 T; x0 N6 [5 M
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
/ a9 s$ l) K" }Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. ' z, N' U4 r( M. X R! M/ L7 N u
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
/ o% v6 X. o& [0 p5 PHow you suffered for you sanity,
7 ]. W* F" ^9 eHow you tried to set them free,
8 j! I7 n$ |& Z3 IThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
4 V6 c2 b9 R) eStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
3 a9 [ x/ }, ]! O* _Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
: A% N7 S7 M& `" h/ M1 IColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, ! W4 G6 |0 x9 q+ F
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.
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0 J0 ?4 y* m+ ^: wFor they could not love you, but still your love was true,
$ M& c: d! ?- L+ X3 \1 [) MAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, & R/ Y2 l0 g) c7 R. b
You took your life as lovers ofter do, $ F) N+ S& J e @
But I could have told you, Vincent,
/ O$ |$ q# ?' dThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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; f! A0 z& M5 B; w2 W( |' uStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
& y* c$ K* m# N) ^4 R3 J TFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. 5 Z, E$ I; i) d
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, $ R# W* Q9 G; t
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. ' U1 c$ N& s1 Z
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Now I think I know what you tried to say to me,
/ a& p5 a) B- E" Q- z9 y JHow you suffered for you sanity,/ H7 z: W8 X7 w3 r
How you tried to set them free, ( ~3 }' a% V" m9 t
They would not listen they're not listening still,
& O2 k0 j3 ~1 \3 Z& ~& k" R7 o3 ZPerhaps they never will. |
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