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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
" G2 r0 A: M! Y x7 r3 ILook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, ( D/ o' z% u" V9 [: [3 q! D
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
$ K; e9 x* i+ Q# _Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. G9 H, c. C0 ]4 k
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,' r9 `* U) u$ n# ?* g
How you suffered for you sanity,
6 u1 S& n! Y! h' ]6 k, THow you tried to set them free,
J# @8 q; H- AThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. + `, @, c0 _6 F$ p; P
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, - L6 L6 `. B; g: W5 v/ y/ W
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, ( [6 e& r. ?; p
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
$ g$ g) b2 t3 U0 d1 [7 @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,
6 G8 u* n3 ^! wAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
% I; M; r" u) L! DYou took your life as lovers ofter do,
0 M% ^0 [3 T# m: W5 q, M FBut I could have told you, Vincent,
9 @, P+ X- u5 e( X g. T. iThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, 5 L6 h2 _% h0 l. O% l& [: C
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. 2 U4 _; a7 R2 L1 e. Y
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, " c! ^. w. H0 |4 c
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. 8 S' d) I- N. v; Z b
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Now I think I know what you tried to say to me,
@% J2 G$ S( X: J) d4 K, gHow you suffered for you sanity,
0 I4 X. j/ u) a8 t! {3 bHow you tried to set them free,
; r7 e! \' K7 k4 N0 ~+ [7 h: BThey would not listen they're not listening still, 7 y2 Z3 I& S3 V& ]* Z0 y; V
Perhaps they never will. |
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