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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
" I2 [0 G5 P( Y! V4 t4 O: ]Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
0 Y+ }5 ^0 s1 B G( NShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
" y0 U- e/ L n& pCatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
* |! A* [" M2 m4 iNow I understand what you tried to say to me,6 ^+ H1 T4 @" {; B% A
How you suffered for you sanity,
; j& R% p" e& DHow you tried to set them free,
; j0 e4 e0 r" t# HThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. 8 G7 X3 I+ {" d
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
2 R- H8 r' J& VSwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, * @' P. s4 e, y a$ X S
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, 7 c) Q8 O( O% e/ f
Weathered 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, 1 c. U8 G& I! ?$ U+ Y0 Y
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
+ ~# `0 w: f0 ]' |: |You took your life as lovers ofter do, , A1 y" G: F. h( {* q6 A) j& l% z" m
But I could have told you, Vincent,
4 ]1 ?" G+ g. U7 j: r- N' yThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. * X: u2 N$ H5 u1 E+ H9 j! t7 [- y
9 ~- ^/ R4 B3 B$ bStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
1 @# p& B1 R3 l* f1 AFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
# g6 U. M; b$ U8 C! LLike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
' ~& t& H- i% c t- g+ |The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. 8 ?) C# K1 n/ X9 L+ ^: Y
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Now I think I know what you tried to say to me,
0 C/ K2 S7 r4 o# V4 P- u* vHow you suffered for you sanity,
$ d; |$ l' S& E! e: SHow you tried to set them free, 6 @5 v; O# _* \8 w* U6 [9 ~
They would not listen they're not listening still, 9 i( f/ i2 i p5 } U* D5 c
Perhaps they never will. |
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