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% a4 b: e+ w, c7 jStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, 9 m# i9 S, k( o3 M8 f+ Z
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
$ _( w+ k D( c; QShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
% Y* [5 y6 h3 ^8 I- _" |Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
+ u; S$ G" \8 G, J( z" k$ KNow I understand what you tried to say to me,! E0 l, Z9 {, ]* L0 }7 G
How you suffered for you sanity,
: M4 j6 H. R. t6 aHow you tried to set them free,
- T2 E; {) J: ^6 h3 ~They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. ' j% W* ^% j. N; W- H+ I8 u
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, # {+ E- }+ F: S0 Y
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, ) {4 o4 B+ T0 K! b1 p
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
7 h0 f" g) C# ~+ I" a2 FWeathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.
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- k% {% S% `" \& n: z8 m: ^For they could not love you, but still your love was true, 9 L m: y V# {8 c0 L! d
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
% T- ^7 ?8 P$ H) S2 w$ AYou took your life as lovers ofter do, 2 D |3 D$ n0 O
But I could have told you, Vincent, ' d; M$ E" c' b3 Q8 @
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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: H' \8 ?7 ]0 l& ]( q- \Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, ( a" X) i( W$ Q+ ^% C
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
* W$ l; v V; E \1 nLike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
- p: e) P% S) R, @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,
, c2 l( A$ i+ N% e* PHow you suffered for you sanity,
0 _# g2 r2 q. x# WHow you tried to set them free, ; p7 p7 f, T4 T5 b
They would not listen they're not listening still, 3 |6 w: q9 f4 i3 A& p
Perhaps they never will. |
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