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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
7 w6 x% r4 f0 h2 k7 [) T3 c$ B' Q1 qLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
2 M1 j& R+ ^1 U( o0 yShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,- W+ W$ u3 H" C: _ i
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
/ b" `$ P3 _! pNow I understand what you tried to say to me,9 Q( ?2 C) v8 ~ N, y4 C; P( \& Z+ X
How you suffered for you sanity, / |. N$ r% p0 r3 o) X& R; I
How you tried to set them free, ! f/ x9 e" t+ W$ X
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
0 H9 i- x$ w* HStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, # o! a. l( p- R: \1 W. R
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, * p/ V2 X6 P/ L
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
# `0 f$ Q& ?1 ZWeathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.
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! u* x, [. t& m& m/ j' E+ WFor they could not love you, but still your love was true, * s: t! K. H }; A$ |8 B
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, 7 T' F+ h/ j4 o B1 u/ `$ [
You took your life as lovers ofter do, 9 F, Z+ s3 v; ?& F
But I could have told you, Vincent, % ?# i7 ], s5 v
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. ) d7 c0 U0 X& [' b+ \
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
4 [& w. x& |: qFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
R- q/ {; u0 |+ z& ULike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
3 _: n. Z8 R/ Z% X" z* S1 VThe silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. $ P& b" \9 d/ T3 x$ Q2 [) g
) K9 H7 k+ M( O# O4 c! \Now I think I know what you tried to say to me,
+ V9 \. T m) F. F) L; EHow you suffered for you sanity," P/ u$ \4 w: P8 y, g
How you tried to set them free, 8 R6 ?/ x/ k% U J( o
They would not listen they're not listening still,
0 @: h# S, s, x3 E# Y4 H7 l$ ]Perhaps they never will. |
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