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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
! y U! T& M! G* u1 hLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
& l6 g$ [* j- d$ |7 eShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,- l2 G7 t9 B/ ~2 g
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
( C* g0 a0 M3 H3 a5 ?Now I understand what you tried to say to me,8 ~5 Z5 q0 e. h. l m! f: e1 F
How you suffered for you sanity,
6 l1 x& o0 d8 R* f* CHow you tried to set them free, + B$ D1 h2 o; y0 k% C
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. : g. ?: B+ z" {$ @ t; O
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
/ z5 U% P8 a2 b5 \( q! kSwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, + ?/ ?- B. N S; F9 J( V' v
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
7 Q" a: ` N2 O% P5 T7 w3 NWeathered 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,
: S' m7 ^0 k) @# [4 G) jAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
0 \, N3 q8 i2 }7 dYou took your life as lovers ofter do,
/ a4 B! X# q- ]But I could have told you, Vincent,
* F) o: F" ^3 q# uThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
% o8 ?: L$ E) k! kFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. 4 {9 R2 B9 \' k3 A5 C2 s0 \
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
- p% B0 o! v& dThe 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, - P1 i( k5 m M1 F( t& S9 h
How you suffered for you sanity,
^) X4 i' F: Q9 |6 L1 LHow you tried to set them free,
3 E7 G: v0 j& J0 H- `1 X! SThey would not listen they're not listening still,
7 s0 r/ o Q: E8 {Perhaps they never will. |
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