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, R* H; X% ?& X7 `' rStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
5 |* l- m; A# s- q1 q9 cLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, 5 |" m1 k) `: B. a9 P
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,, V2 c8 m; r7 S# R$ u8 G' o
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. 6 U1 K4 P X- r: W
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,. G$ n/ R% \- B, P, d0 i
How you suffered for you sanity, , G# R7 Y9 }% \, k K: j1 X
How you tried to set them free,
. v: g4 v5 `! u/ ?8 s) h! WThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
* O. ~6 f9 a2 i/ |/ B$ sStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, $ k7 ?1 j8 u* T6 ?; O
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, + C8 ^9 }+ P6 O6 m7 c4 I9 y2 C
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, ' E- W! i) d4 Z: f* s# Q
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. ( o" C+ ^" G; e: R' }. Z
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For they could not love you, but still your love was true,
+ T% v# D- y) Q& Z: LAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
* A# X/ z& L' P( |6 b3 vYou took your life as lovers ofter do, $ K9 w2 r0 g ?
But I could have told you, Vincent,
/ f/ N7 E' T( B9 g& \7 Z+ i8 h' zThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
2 G. S' G' B2 j5 }" DFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
+ a3 X, h+ ~2 |4 p; c) t/ B `Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, ' K3 ]% t e! Y
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
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1 N! F/ y$ e. J! H# BNow I think I know what you tried to say to me,
$ w$ g0 K6 C* J4 @3 D i+ O( eHow you suffered for you sanity,/ l1 ~" H1 m; _+ i: b
How you tried to set them free, 7 a& S0 i3 _+ ?
They would not listen they're not listening still, % q# j6 k4 X: r4 {! x
Perhaps they never will. |
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