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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
! b6 h( F% z9 Y/ J; {; i/ N; BLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
' E! N( S4 O2 [: h. U3 rShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
% {' W" u# \: z& S" ACatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. ; t2 c9 O( v! V; F6 j9 D8 z6 J
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,/ o) H/ u; E+ W5 E2 A* \& O* u
How you suffered for you sanity, . ?6 a( k( |3 X; y7 B
How you tried to set them free,
/ P" s3 u, A: O6 J6 k3 G* U! b$ V) kThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. 7 j1 t! D* y) J p! w4 ]
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
0 J( D( l9 {0 U5 i1 Q' Q( K+ USwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, 5 i- t( J* ^& n0 \# O; E0 D
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, m! P* m; z, H, S
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. % ~5 P" M! ?! c# U, I
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For they could not love you, but still your love was true,
- \9 `7 w3 Z# P; W( G% W I5 nAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, . l0 F2 N- O* w% S# Y5 Z+ H F% A
You took your life as lovers ofter do,
: a4 X2 ]6 Q7 v2 q: \" {But I could have told you, Vincent, , E4 \5 g7 k5 x+ R w, d+ R% I
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. % S, s. \, u6 q1 w; P
9 n7 o: [$ y% t7 @# K9 iStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
: H& G! Z3 E: V0 P* Y+ OFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
5 i ^; L9 D+ Y! ILike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
+ V- m$ P9 |0 c' CThe silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. ( ?' b% V% {: u& M4 D! `' k
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Now I think I know what you tried to say to me, 8 z" U; S+ v' r
How you suffered for you sanity,6 w9 O* u, U) e4 n& A% I7 `2 L
How you tried to set them free, E$ q. @! N g3 ]
They would not listen they're not listening still,
( i& w% E& Q6 e+ PPerhaps they never will. |
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