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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, , d% {& B/ x: E8 P* X- W
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, : Q% T' S( @8 _ @* a+ Y
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
1 N$ e1 T$ `( d/ cCatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. / ^6 ?6 m$ c) _: ~" x& z
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
& R5 X7 W- b9 }* E7 ~9 q$ w8 C* \How you suffered for you sanity,
- }7 [$ Y2 \1 Z8 E+ PHow you tried to set them free, # t# U7 N9 N E/ B+ h0 z
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. ) S1 _6 s R2 ^8 t5 _, j1 e
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
+ T8 b% L/ Y# a! c- u# MSwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
2 `, |" K' K; W- L3 u1 l3 j$ B# TColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
! X& _& S8 W' P/ p8 k" CWeathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. - n& i4 ^9 N( z1 s& @. [
, S+ S) m3 s8 ~& m3 [9 A7 wFor they could not love you, but still your love was true, # U. h" U3 S2 U. Y+ Q
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
. y( G5 m+ n9 xYou took your life as lovers ofter do,
7 s- X$ Q. p# p+ N5 p1 tBut I could have told you, Vincent,
3 [3 F% H) Q$ J" T# _; {3 H8 x! xThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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1 n1 |. u* f2 p3 V( T& r" c3 T( |Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
- ]- P" z9 ?, q6 R! U- v9 GFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
8 a! b& q) g( t4 \Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
* ?8 h- ~& X8 O% V- e0 W; {The 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,
! n* v9 N- M) P/ a# j' l0 PHow you suffered for you sanity,1 {; F6 s/ ~6 W1 a" f! n
How you tried to set them free,
H# V5 e. D$ K0 \6 `They would not listen they're not listening still, : u3 n* N. Z7 X6 L* } m: u
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