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* m( {3 x' X! W2 ^) ^Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, . M3 _0 k) @9 @5 J( u
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
9 b) s7 [* w% E2 ^Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,0 h9 [8 G1 a; Z4 }
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. 8 g* c q n$ J# Y4 P
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,9 K6 A. P3 _' c9 v) Q
How you suffered for you sanity, . T9 J3 C# @9 ]8 C, ]
How you tried to set them free, " S, R8 {5 p6 ]
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
9 m3 R* J! S4 @! v2 VStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
; q, G' h# K7 }5 R0 q! S# _4 u8 ]Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
: b8 c! s4 _* OColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
8 m/ s9 f, ?: d8 a, Z( SWeathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. , t, s& G9 r6 q' J% @, y
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For they could not love you, but still your love was true,
$ C: ~) b+ z+ i7 hAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
$ j( Q& Y1 c* iYou took your life as lovers ofter do, 5 [1 _, U3 o+ k) M4 y
But I could have told you, Vincent,
, T8 j3 h6 V4 GThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, / Q+ q/ g# T' {6 M
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. / x w# P3 F* d
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, ( }* P/ i6 Z2 G1 y" i% d. e1 Z7 c
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. % `& B$ Z0 b! Y/ g' u
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Now I think I know what you tried to say to me, 4 f3 `9 x' M0 s/ v2 o! k
How you suffered for you sanity,4 N1 Q1 j" ^/ d! D8 E, ] _# Q
How you tried to set them free,
# d* p; F9 |- `& @/ W2 IThey would not listen they're not listening still, ) P1 Q/ K( p. f# O3 H
Perhaps they never will. |
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