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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
+ W* @3 {, o3 s0 D; q5 u9 U7 [% nLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
. ^" L- G2 z2 m" E# Q7 C. u* ]9 KShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,0 v; h! i# `2 H0 Y+ [+ t: ]
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
9 B ~% ?% H8 @8 |Now I understand what you tried to say to me,7 H) R! B& \8 n0 m: A" `, n
How you suffered for you sanity, ' p0 D0 U) }3 L2 u$ i
How you tried to set them free, ) v. ~. o) A4 X% I S/ o+ p
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
- d) `# m2 k4 `3 _7 a* NStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
5 ~( k( u: h6 U9 a# y. K; SSwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
+ z" F' B3 B7 i2 k1 iColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, ( G$ ?' m, o4 s3 p2 `
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. ! D, C: P" k# d
+ O" M8 t7 y0 u& mFor they could not love you, but still your love was true,
' Z& T/ ^' z( G1 [$ fAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
8 x6 U$ G$ F# B3 c4 cYou took your life as lovers ofter do,
3 o/ v) \9 ~" q" Q9 m% N6 oBut I could have told you, Vincent, 2 B" D' I5 A& y1 ~
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. % y& m, O# V* \5 q$ i
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, 5 p; {% D' l" @7 s) o% u* G
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
& x% ?* X O$ eLike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
- d" p9 x& ~: w% V Q7 Y, l, tThe silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
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+ o& `/ W+ n9 [( |* {# v' h5 zNow I think I know what you tried to say to me,
% C& X- c3 A+ T# z/ Y; m! cHow you suffered for you sanity,1 X* ]# t, y6 D3 i2 M/ T3 S
How you tried to set them free,
8 S6 ~$ o9 A2 ~; {' ?They would not listen they're not listening still, : R# n( Z1 o5 L& n* L
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