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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
?: C. d3 J6 g1 ]& F* q& X# X# JLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
! l! E$ L0 U, Z; O5 @( Y( x) ~! R4 ?Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
0 ?% \5 s1 |7 a+ H, S4 g3 l* ?) ^( R1 hCatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. 9 _! Q, L# S* t; F. {: h! F
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,- w5 v& b, n6 w* P& E# N
How you suffered for you sanity, ( [+ G& B! c1 T3 o; B
How you tried to set them free, 9 p: G, b3 M# [* a
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
E9 S0 Q- x5 ZStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, & S2 g+ P7 j+ h* |% O( B. P3 }
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
8 l7 n3 }( x) n; \Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
3 u6 L3 O+ f; f J" J" O& LWeathered 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, # k4 H5 ^; z8 W# _' ^% M! }$ P
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
& p% z, ?$ | b) X4 x1 h/ M& ZYou took your life as lovers ofter do, 2 P; V8 G! f: @) R! O# n; ]7 f6 f' U2 s3 K
But I could have told you, Vincent, : G: _* D* X* d1 O
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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0 T3 Y1 B4 |8 D! E$ r8 N# XStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
3 v" ^& \( B+ c! V; H8 TFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. 3 M. |5 b: g1 W2 z0 Z( J
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
( p0 o$ T! }7 y2 o' q3 q/ l. r% FThe 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 w8 o9 X. K' s eHow you suffered for you sanity,- n1 i4 [" O; R% A5 N+ x% n5 @
How you tried to set them free, 4 I% _& I0 Q0 @' b |
They would not listen they're not listening still,
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