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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
- P9 W% j. k: e u4 OLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, * g+ b) j: q! V
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils," ]. ~. H8 @* J- V
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
4 |4 y6 r! i4 g3 h& }Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
& Y; `3 u$ u5 D+ |6 F( e/ SHow you suffered for you sanity, , }# G7 q0 J; R& j* n" g8 l
How you tried to set them free, 4 t3 J+ H1 I: S" K- j
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
6 Q) M( }. Q- G% G1 Q- _Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, ; W! v" K3 q0 W( l8 u
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
e8 P# [. l7 K+ J& rColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
3 E& c7 {9 n$ p" aWeathered 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,
5 k1 Z# B) h" q' @4 gAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
' y3 G" b4 R4 ]5 HYou took your life as lovers ofter do,
( v" I; V; ^; uBut I could have told you, Vincent,
3 U; R( g* x5 H1 E* t+ b- zThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, * C5 w' d, ?! S0 G- L
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
) I3 x2 x/ S1 g! r; t2 {( zLike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
6 ?0 J& z& K0 W' |. wThe silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
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0 X$ Q; a2 a5 \Now I think I know what you tried to say to me,
& n& B7 Y8 y! V v( T8 EHow you suffered for you sanity,
3 p; r% p+ H: xHow you tried to set them free,
. n' v( r" D+ ^4 x$ o! q2 G' r# NThey would not listen they're not listening still,
) Q9 s+ F; x0 e; S7 O0 B; `( mPerhaps they never will. |
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