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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, ; f7 {* z) g5 [' H, T
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
. r. {5 g/ S% HShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
- {4 ^6 Q+ ]/ u! @Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
6 d0 I. t2 m N1 NNow I understand what you tried to say to me,; Y$ u7 k- y/ H, i! _4 ^
How you suffered for you sanity, 8 x* n0 d, P% S- F1 [
How you tried to set them free, * j( X% t9 U3 B3 `) W+ o$ q
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. / I6 y+ f8 x4 ]9 ?* S" {6 ]
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, ) s- x5 V; ?5 L y# H2 ^% B, B, g" `
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
* q/ P, S8 P, A# vColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, " Q! k& \1 U/ ?; @
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. 3 O1 }4 L, O% c" S
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For they could not love you, but still your love was true,
( I( b. h ]- r/ KAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
) u6 k6 ^9 b5 W2 q4 SYou took your life as lovers ofter do,
2 n6 A6 S0 G8 wBut I could have told you, Vincent,
# h1 g) ?7 M$ a$ }7 ~7 UThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, ! U2 h4 |( W% E- [
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. 8 S3 s+ J* E7 Y! q2 \
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, - }% @/ H+ d. B4 F2 ^. V
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,
6 f8 z+ E& x/ ^0 t" L7 w6 RHow you suffered for you sanity,
. ?# P' \/ v( n7 r6 q' hHow you tried to set them free,
# B( v% p3 f0 S- DThey would not listen they're not listening still, , l6 j$ U( _* L' S: }* P, U& o
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