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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
9 Q' F$ v4 l ?9 cLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
E8 f$ h' s6 {; yShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
9 \! ^& g! K4 S: rCatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
" `5 m- y9 ?' z* kNow I understand what you tried to say to me,
# w/ C6 d2 l* R! sHow you suffered for you sanity, ! C7 l! S+ C X; N
How you tried to set them free,
% T# o3 B% N- @: w! ^They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
; `8 W" @" A0 k& r+ f. tStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
7 h- B" q& r5 ?# v, P' y( xSwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
5 i, r K3 p4 WColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, * e0 G9 d9 u7 P5 F$ R$ V* F
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. ! L _& f0 S& C: u
; Q$ s: h) b# ]) v2 F5 {For they could not love you, but still your love was true,
: ]' \$ b+ X& t/ }Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, 3 J5 p5 ~& _/ I/ w& `: C+ M1 ^
You took your life as lovers ofter do, 8 q4 F3 P, X3 r# J, o& g
But I could have told you, Vincent,
: d4 S4 D* }, L6 \' W" n- o. EThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, ) U) N6 i' g" |2 u5 p
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. 7 m' W0 W/ ^9 E+ P7 o8 j$ o
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, 7 c/ R1 Z* e# w7 _& M) k
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
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! `1 M1 \0 f8 |6 ONow I think I know what you tried to say to me,
5 R+ ^3 ?; Z. |" o4 IHow you suffered for you sanity,
9 F! L' ~& v4 D" E- o! }How you tried to set them free, $ K- u- t$ J v7 p9 N
They would not listen they're not listening still,
5 K6 w9 A! I3 {4 t- BPerhaps they never will. |
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