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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, 4 o* N7 D g( M) P! g
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
; J I. U5 K- [8 o6 b/ N! BShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
& O% p- y$ ~- n5 y( JCatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. 1 |7 C( g! C# L+ d$ ~! w' u
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,) q1 a& }! H& v
How you suffered for you sanity,
0 U, h: s/ R+ }8 n4 W: YHow you tried to set them free,
2 h8 b/ p; f( {' QThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
# X; A6 ?" R2 EStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
8 D0 E% X9 I* P' cSwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
( T+ G! K! Z8 R1 M t1 U& lColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
: f% I9 t: v7 ~9 fWeathered 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, / i4 T) y2 H- N5 N. E1 c G
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, + Y: e+ Y& Q, T6 A- P$ q# [/ k5 [
You took your life as lovers ofter do, $ {4 ]& ?' V1 _
But I could have told you, Vincent, ( M) j E' y, |; S2 C
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
$ K4 ^8 @1 l5 A% O8 ^1 jFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. / _5 K7 J9 L8 F- D# O' b# p+ B
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
/ f- m! u3 [1 O4 q1 S7 P, B' HThe silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. : ]: Q5 s7 E7 D N
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Now I think I know what you tried to say to me, ) t0 ~. c1 R. h
How you suffered for you sanity,
0 p# j% s6 H% S- G8 OHow you tried to set them free, " ]2 w4 H3 R0 R! x* H6 B, | O+ n
They would not listen they're not listening still,
2 W2 E- {- I6 ?- w3 LPerhaps they never will. |
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