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, b6 N4 \+ b! o" b; EStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
- Q$ v3 O- Z5 d- b; [0 L+ }Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
0 s# |/ V5 R5 i' d, N; NShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
3 C; E2 W4 Q: s; c4 wCatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
/ s) { w5 ~. UNow I understand what you tried to say to me,3 G2 b6 A+ o' Q) T) L
How you suffered for you sanity,
0 L' ^( l2 t+ ^) U& C4 DHow you tried to set them free,
( q$ {$ R- ?5 M7 y6 ?0 w! O3 LThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
# V8 S/ q! z2 A# b* ?3 hStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
& |) Q* I4 @( Z9 Q* MSwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
; A7 Z- w( ^4 C" G DColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
* v2 Z$ |7 c2 ?- C0 ^, {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,
; m8 @- K% ?. x8 XAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, 5 j* ~) z2 L3 `
You took your life as lovers ofter do,
S2 W9 L- {4 J9 ]But I could have told you, Vincent,
% \: w) D9 |$ J$ w0 XThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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' r9 r5 E6 m/ h# q" _Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
$ ?, \" X0 k3 ~ O8 {Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. , z5 l: J8 k" |+ U3 o
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, 9 `! p1 ?' L7 C$ T
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. % K+ J, l1 |& u% \8 g- B
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Now I think I know what you tried to say to me,
5 ^! L2 N& \( Y, H5 mHow you suffered for you sanity,
+ n4 l: w& M& o" N3 zHow you tried to set them free, 9 W6 H. E' D3 t ]) F8 _
They would not listen they're not listening still,
: S& v- J9 _8 RPerhaps they never will. |
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