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1 T, u9 r1 v: O) w2 e7 O$ H$ N+ vStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, * h9 W( P2 O# S# \
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
- l% m: U* B+ j4 R. @0 KShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
3 [" r# `% Z3 R# oCatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
1 _$ a0 ~% E% vNow I understand what you tried to say to me,% O, m$ g$ I) X1 {
How you suffered for you sanity, 9 V: }" c0 u ~- [1 k% F) \
How you tried to set them free, ( _4 C( A, \9 N4 S/ j; u
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. 0 l5 x) l. U! |, Y! a
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
; {! |( u% h- e) O! k& |2 bSwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, ! F- c5 Y5 ?$ V( `
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
4 T2 j3 m: _ jWeathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. 4 L. ]0 X0 b# I5 X; u+ u
7 B; @: m7 x3 p* }For they could not love you, but still your love was true, 2 k U4 p3 @- Y% K& Z" J! C5 G4 H
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, 0 V9 T1 c* T% d
You took your life as lovers ofter do,
# Y6 L1 u5 Q. F! h- b9 ]5 n% CBut I could have told you, Vincent, ! H/ B9 |' ^" Q u
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, & Z; j* ~) B# S; s1 u
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. + E$ R) s( @; x
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
; ?0 Q) m K+ H3 uThe silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
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5 s6 B2 e5 d4 F YNow I think I know what you tried to say to me,
* L m4 g+ |8 D% M) H# sHow you suffered for you sanity,
: l9 C3 h. v+ f6 G. ZHow you tried to set them free,
. U1 w J. G3 |* E, n$ I& _5 GThey would not listen they're not listening still,
# W1 U- `; H7 c- C3 q% aPerhaps they never will. |
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