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) ]& h" X% ^! x6 U" L7 NStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
8 F" _ T2 w4 c5 qLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
2 [8 T' X0 `0 u+ wShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
! \9 ?! ]- H5 q; gCatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. - K8 J* d6 I8 j5 ?0 _' A
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
. v0 m4 [, o" b6 l1 R8 N0 Q. xHow you suffered for you sanity,
2 ~& s4 T; S/ A" bHow you tried to set them free, ) \, r) b' d( R& X- @
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
- Q+ h% F( K4 c# j% [% YStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, # i1 j% B4 ?- n( u
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
3 c' g" w% o8 P% ~8 sColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
8 C# y I# o% X) u. J% hWeathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. 8 q9 N: B0 j8 }0 u; I
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For they could not love you, but still your love was true, ! M3 o" W2 Q2 o4 Z4 W
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
( r* |/ h7 [, R# r1 iYou took your life as lovers ofter do,
0 k: l6 N' @ [! rBut I could have told you, Vincent,
7 l0 f6 P) D& @This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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) @4 {, W/ r0 T$ h/ nStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
$ E( e- p7 Z; T% y* D7 v- J' rFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
9 [& H4 x h6 e1 g* RLike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
& W- r) m( v, Y' b# i, `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, 5 ^7 t. Q" q& w5 ]2 C/ f, @
How you suffered for you sanity,
) S' Z! a) e2 ^: B% ^5 kHow you tried to set them free,
9 o7 R+ k n2 W" c2 V0 }# rThey would not listen they're not listening still,
& K4 R9 U+ W& |/ x2 B; }% VPerhaps they never will. |
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