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. @6 q( U m$ O& q5 p7 PStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
' w0 G3 Q4 p W' }1 S8 _6 E5 ALook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, , s) K+ D/ |2 `2 r1 C
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
, ?$ h& H. t$ D% l P. CCatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
+ `8 M7 ^' U: v, m. TNow I understand what you tried to say to me,
, `1 q5 w) \% [) o' ~ D, V( I4 JHow you suffered for you sanity, 0 y6 C. ]$ P$ L: i5 |) W
How you tried to set them free, # @# F& Y; _6 n- M# d( X# k. H3 m
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
9 c9 x% t* I$ }. m t$ c6 MStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, . q! d) M; x X2 R J
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
3 @- U( ]- `& F3 I/ S& Z r7 ]Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, : x' ]3 G) T+ f2 G$ Y9 j
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.
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: G( Z/ v/ ^; v( v" q; ^6 lFor they could not love you, but still your love was true,
' _3 g% I, u; Q; y( p/ h) N& U j8 {' SAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
1 b/ ?0 t( v" e1 U9 g7 b5 UYou took your life as lovers ofter do,
* g6 F9 i: J* H& W0 l6 e6 JBut I could have told you, Vincent, 3 K% F5 C% g ^( [/ _- j
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. - t" T( } k3 K0 @/ n
" R% L5 O: U3 n" tStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
' P5 s5 O/ o/ {. u; e: \Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
: V+ h( r9 O3 V% Z* xLike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
9 K# c( X$ s' Y |The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
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1 |- M# h# N' u* [9 W" DNow I think I know what you tried to say to me, 9 ?% v. [; q5 y B2 J" s. a
How you suffered for you sanity,2 x/ \& z B; w' s6 b& H' s0 |
How you tried to set them free,
& W; Z" ^7 R S2 s4 R4 k; {They would not listen they're not listening still,
+ O4 {$ Q% P. q! \, \+ DPerhaps they never will. |
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