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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, " O: e5 Q% S' g" x, U/ Q! O
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, 3 W/ } [- x, G/ x9 N
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
' Z( V3 x( K4 e% H4 j% e. XCatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
. t: ]6 I7 F1 B/ {Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
$ G' J: P* j- w- V" GHow you suffered for you sanity, , i( l, ~, W; o# x
How you tried to set them free,
1 a2 G) w* G5 x1 e; M# yThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
( I8 }+ } r5 CStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
5 E( V/ H( }4 b* B+ BSwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, ' N) k5 N# }6 e" m, k2 w ^
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
3 V6 ~5 \) E4 v3 I, I0 ^% lWeathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.
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+ m$ E. L/ P% v4 E" qFor they could not love you, but still your love was true,
; v: x# N) K% n* `( D6 ~ S2 MAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, 6 ]; |% e1 S5 I' g/ j
You took your life as lovers ofter do,
9 V1 [+ L6 w! o8 _$ X1 g' YBut I could have told you, Vincent, 4 H, e: z& I' O# n* w
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, ) J8 Q0 }& Q% u! V/ }1 A5 D
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
$ Z" \" D! [! p, K; L7 GLike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
) J3 ~1 z; x5 _ c. W5 vThe 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, , \, U/ Y7 R, P X
How you suffered for you sanity,
1 b( \# a$ Z* z) ]How you tried to set them free,
- K* K, r: B. z4 e$ a% B& l3 |They would not listen they're not listening still,
b5 Y2 w- ?( @: LPerhaps they never will. |
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