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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, " g3 V! l& d, X
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, ) j# I6 r6 g' Y, P
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
5 {# {+ G2 n' n$ s+ L6 h4 TCatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. 7 n8 g$ i l( Q- a( ?
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,% S6 w& Y4 O4 v- N1 v- p
How you suffered for you sanity,
8 s$ u3 L7 x2 R" I' jHow you tried to set them free,
- f. v) T$ v! K# `They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
" Q+ g* n+ }3 tStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, 3 L) [7 T, H+ P* a" E
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
: |5 Z, p0 k; t) rColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, ! W) V) V6 W* l8 M, S* ~
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.
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- o9 d8 j' @3 \8 `: ~For they could not love you, but still your love was true,
3 s: d) k" c+ L, vAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, 8 d) [: T' Y4 {& K% Z2 L
You took your life as lovers ofter do,
1 v6 B* ~" \ g$ FBut I could have told you, Vincent,
& }# V: _; q+ \- h* IThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. 7 \3 j3 j0 u% m8 o# B) B
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
4 M4 S' [6 W" t0 Y4 U+ YFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
$ Q5 x) I; y- ~! b" x ?5 F& L6 ELike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
# y8 _! |1 M! hThe silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. # N8 u& @8 f# F* \. d
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Now I think I know what you tried to say to me, * j: ^# x* N- s
How you suffered for you sanity,
$ r0 j9 R4 T9 E6 J. g3 v# jHow you tried to set them free, 7 ?. y: n* L% l
They would not listen they're not listening still,
% K! t% i, k8 X7 R8 ?9 MPerhaps they never will. |
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