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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
( J7 T/ D# M! V, j3 ^Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
( Y, x# B% Y& }/ AShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,8 o$ L. ]+ J- \1 K. {
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. : t0 a& x3 O( j6 d4 h% s
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,8 n+ w& m# L6 `& `6 M
How you suffered for you sanity, 4 F! \# B. \0 F% m, T6 T9 H. i
How you tried to set them free,
7 ^' K# Q: J+ Z1 kThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
, l% N& ]: P, O: I4 R( q0 [Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
( z: y9 R8 G6 Z% t+ pSwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, * T$ R6 ? |; a$ T+ x
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
5 _0 u$ I6 j. R$ w) HWeathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. 9 N7 p5 ^5 I+ F
; q$ v7 c& j; u) dFor they could not love you, but still your love was true,
# I9 y, e L2 ?& a2 }$ F \Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, 0 k& r+ \( o% {1 Y/ g- e& `
You took your life as lovers ofter do,
6 q( I9 V6 d) V" ?# LBut I could have told you, Vincent, ) ?5 e$ h8 w6 B" r3 S5 N
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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; S9 g. c/ D6 { h) `. GStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
, W+ f5 I" x- x( U. d yFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
9 M+ u* V5 G9 m( RLike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, 0 A( K' X: x8 ]/ y
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,
4 @6 f w+ t; Q* |8 C0 o1 X1 c! mHow you suffered for you sanity,
$ a2 ]# Q( Q* y: j% \How you tried to set them free,
* s5 V+ P" J! p9 K5 M$ EThey would not listen they're not listening still,
& ^ `, w( R% e8 Y" DPerhaps they never will. |
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