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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
. ?. D* w: ]+ P% N; m3 a( x, WLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, 9 f9 } {( I' f p7 E
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
* C7 ]7 s. f! v# e* r) Q) C2 f6 m" P8 ~Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
! p5 V2 o W, p) Q' ?% ?Now I understand what you tried to say to me,- H+ O- M% s; p/ W5 }) V, A
How you suffered for you sanity, : X/ H% k5 j* c5 L- [4 [; ~
How you tried to set them free, 8 z1 c8 Q' q% B6 ^" \4 M# x
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
$ g! ?$ N7 Z6 {7 V- B# w. c2 rStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, " T" d9 y" g$ K3 U5 l
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
$ L% ~1 Z3 t$ v/ X4 f( ~4 Y' P# UColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
* J8 C2 f7 k. a) I* `! OWeathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.
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For they could not love you, but still your love was true, . C9 `- i+ s; I/ p" y( O
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
8 ?- k$ M+ F$ W+ R& hYou took your life as lovers ofter do,
/ z9 A* ~6 V: D7 H8 T' I6 `But I could have told you, Vincent, 8 {+ v. p- V1 i. R$ _" k
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. + H" g8 a; p' n+ a& r4 e( H
% A' X! F4 W' t3 f% C9 sStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
: _+ K% r8 |6 R* X4 wFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. 3 d0 r$ J d/ s" @+ \: b0 {3 T+ e
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
/ ^+ [( }7 P+ [3 aThe silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
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5 q- k$ U8 ~) dNow I think I know what you tried to say to me,
. u0 s3 R, a8 |1 N) x, `How you suffered for you sanity,
- e# e! R. j9 z) d0 T2 N/ [How you tried to set them free, 3 V, }+ e" R; l1 b7 u- L
They would not listen they're not listening still, 4 q- P$ `9 a) P
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