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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
9 T c# ~8 v; P+ }. jLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
! Z1 P% y4 v# T$ gShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,' y- H7 Q0 l7 d" W2 O/ I+ u2 w( P
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. : ] n- o& F% g0 x. N
Now I understand what you tried to say to me," w+ R; c' ~$ K
How you suffered for you sanity, 8 x& @6 @/ s, v& l$ }
How you tried to set them free,
6 b8 o: Q9 x' I1 bThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
% K/ j# m9 m+ X# n5 PStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, 5 u; d; J. X$ x! l: W. {1 g# [
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, " r8 y `# \$ L% k$ l
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, " Q% M1 \5 C1 p! n( D
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. : w: g g0 R5 _% d
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For they could not love you, but still your love was true,
. N6 U2 f! H0 ^" [$ }) P: IAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
* `* q7 Z3 s7 G9 @5 `& }You took your life as lovers ofter do,
7 o. d2 f: a1 y, z9 Q M6 q4 xBut I could have told you, Vincent, 2 J$ U6 S1 e0 n. o; J
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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: d/ G7 h8 ]* t6 k' O) q$ I8 ]/ ]Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
9 S d* x/ A* _, S) \7 fFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
* m1 w. M8 D* p' x6 r5 BLike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
4 A2 F. k+ T& u! jThe silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
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! b8 E Z" \4 g9 _- ]Now I think I know what you tried to say to me, # L7 _+ h. Q' f2 q8 x& Y' d
How you suffered for you sanity,
$ {3 V/ e. f: `How you tried to set them free,
# D2 ?- i9 Z" fThey would not listen they're not listening still, + q9 S6 |6 U3 Q
Perhaps they never will. |
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