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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
6 @; A o. a, u) u' @Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
6 W. N% G4 Z. t0 TShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,- v0 h# c8 ~6 f# B" z% `
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
) M! r( {0 W& pNow I understand what you tried to say to me,5 a5 l. _/ q1 g8 I2 c
How you suffered for you sanity, 0 w# q4 z( V6 Q$ \* }* k
How you tried to set them free, * _) i: \& c* j6 K' A; E# K
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
5 z+ H- y; ~0 T0 F. s8 gStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
, q5 t6 F8 g2 NSwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
1 w& V" S6 o) z0 \7 x: ?Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, / X& [6 \' N( E J% Y+ X
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. 7 @ g- U$ [' \0 i8 s
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For they could not love you, but still your love was true, . b. L: A; l0 R
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
+ r6 u( w; J+ K5 T2 F; Y6 |You took your life as lovers ofter do, , Z# m0 g8 U1 e8 @6 ~, Y$ N. w
But I could have told you, Vincent, 7 N# K- x: B/ W2 M
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
1 v% t. W1 Y) z0 I+ q3 JFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
/ r" I. l1 O2 \6 nLike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
- R! _0 v4 z- MThe silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. " a3 j' q$ v* x$ v; Y( a
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Now I think I know what you tried to say to me, 0 O2 `9 R- r3 H7 K
How you suffered for you sanity,8 S# ?+ c8 n/ N) \" E
How you tried to set them free,
5 J# t9 I8 J: D+ G2 m- mThey would not listen they're not listening still,
* ]2 C' g' Z* R% w6 S$ o. ^( TPerhaps they never will. |
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