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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
2 V$ g5 B/ {3 M! E- bLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
. h( D2 Z1 a3 ~% F" ?Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
, b2 d! g6 q5 [Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
9 n4 {4 R8 D- k9 ]# @$ Y% Q- V3 i3 nNow I understand what you tried to say to me,
! y0 t6 W& v! d( @ T# U8 e0 ^' eHow you suffered for you sanity, 9 J6 F5 k+ y) f- ~5 O8 X/ k
How you tried to set them free, & k) M" i* I* b) [$ R
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. , p% O; v" C, `8 ?( ]
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, 3 c2 j' U# Y) L
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
9 B8 B+ F& `/ ]Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, z9 C: H! G. Q; Y' s
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. ) N0 ?5 M7 U% H# i2 Z/ p# P
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For they could not love you, but still your love was true,
! q4 o5 u% s o; xAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, ! ~0 T, B7 l9 t+ {
You took your life as lovers ofter do, 9 P" w* a2 U. Z, q9 [3 O) b
But I could have told you, Vincent, 9 \ O( m1 q/ m6 M# s
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. 5 k7 ]8 N% _! j" b
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, 0 K2 r1 u2 B1 w$ i# D$ Q# g6 H
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. 8 m# h; q5 @: e5 Y4 _
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, . D" f& i t: X/ ?5 ] `
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. # G7 s/ M5 u d/ O: R% U
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Now I think I know what you tried to say to me, " l$ t7 L% \$ P1 Z' M$ _
How you suffered for you sanity,0 b. e8 l5 J4 w1 M8 l
How you tried to set them free,
' m# H/ I1 O) N7 u aThey would not listen they're not listening still, 9 T8 Q- l0 u; d# @
Perhaps they never will. |
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