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' y5 G- Y1 c, |1 m/ K4 o" A& BStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
. s. B6 U; y* d J5 m/ i0 j+ j- l0 P: _Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
* C- U9 _: v n4 P5 e4 DShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,/ D2 C3 a& K7 [% ~$ A* L; x
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
# {1 I- o# ?0 P r3 INow I understand what you tried to say to me,) C) P% t8 b! D0 y' S5 w
How you suffered for you sanity,
$ q- f8 {. [" S( [+ X. i1 A; R" BHow you tried to set them free,
$ g, f4 G* C& a/ E0 ^% y6 b% KThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
2 g n* I8 c$ O, \0 hStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
2 I8 I5 _' T2 A5 ]4 s: MSwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
7 [8 J! E% x5 N. zColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, 6 @; w4 S) M& [6 ^ |
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, . t \' _: K5 o* D; i
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, 4 ?6 K; z z8 Y$ c- M6 H2 b- b% z
You took your life as lovers ofter do,
$ G7 V8 ~: O4 P/ i" D5 ZBut I could have told you, Vincent, : d* ]0 T. F8 B
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. % q M& p* K6 \! ]& N3 G
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, & g: F0 b; v: ]2 S& }: F
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
r. E" b& k8 ~: ]/ CLike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, 4 z9 o7 H* @0 b" K' h5 a
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. 3 y' E( L u$ ]8 x& P
) D) H! u; F Z& r' nNow I think I know what you tried to say to me,
: h# h0 j$ p# g: K6 ]! j( OHow you suffered for you sanity,
' I% T1 T% e; G* ?, e2 KHow you tried to set them free,
8 m, m) {' f1 d6 X- x1 ^9 M+ BThey would not listen they're not listening still, / F3 c2 T2 v3 {3 M
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