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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
z( H$ ]( C' lLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, + O) J- ~! t( y, }& c
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
# P7 H6 r+ H% P; ]: X }; MCatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. 2 \' u, \. c( d# m
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
6 _3 ~# S* L. a$ s" R# V+ a2 \& z" HHow you suffered for you sanity,
# [) x, @, d5 v& Y" r( gHow you tried to set them free,
- G' c' P" k: \4 m% p6 W0 [They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
$ p9 p, S0 G- v1 D; ]: ]Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, : W$ R* ~' A: v
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, 4 Y- s) C0 Y: [$ ~
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
- j n" @3 m' ]Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. 7 ]( {! Q3 W! u5 w
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For they could not love you, but still your love was true,
; k3 x G, _- ZAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
5 ]) I; A% t/ e! b* N+ _. X. ~You took your life as lovers ofter do,
0 O t; t5 F4 i5 yBut I could have told you, Vincent, " ~+ X, Q9 }( _$ q
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. , y! \6 y, X: S* t* u- r
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, 4 ^) R U) Z" i: y
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. % K! O8 ^6 ^' Z3 p
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, ( u9 V# U0 T7 t$ t# @
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
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Now I think I know what you tried to say to me, 1 b+ h3 }( j5 h
How you suffered for you sanity,# Z1 Y7 R2 i. M& W
How you tried to set them free, ( {. I# V2 w6 q# p2 Z, ~3 \4 C
They would not listen they're not listening still,
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