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9 n7 Q; H. }, K1 B2 U+ pStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, 9 v1 T1 A3 Z, g" W# \% e
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, 6 ~) ~ S+ U2 {
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
+ F! k2 V+ D' WCatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
6 N$ }6 f4 R/ k. uNow I understand what you tried to say to me,
! c8 ^& T/ o7 l' y3 XHow you suffered for you sanity,
" ^- @, g+ R! I7 {+ |" V# O+ aHow you tried to set them free, 6 A7 g! r6 H4 u) [, @$ z; S
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. : F/ Q$ ]0 p: @& y+ x% ^
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, & P, W8 Y$ l! ~* l# Z j5 [, T
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
% P) j) y; Y; ~6 p3 lColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, & v; D+ j* K) G7 }& {
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.
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For they could not love you, but still your love was true,
0 ~/ e4 U; z4 g! Z+ J, zAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, ! a2 A ]2 N7 o5 M( ` o9 E
You took your life as lovers ofter do,
2 R4 x1 v* p& d. h$ a$ w' aBut I could have told you, Vincent,
: y F2 Y' u! o+ W E" r3 kThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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, ] ~ @/ X8 y2 XStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
6 `+ z) J1 e$ OFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
2 I$ E! X$ M* y2 sLike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, ; d9 ^4 r) O" F' b
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,
/ V" d* A( u4 j( q4 n- l& Y! i3 hHow you suffered for you sanity,1 R; q- T# X' c H/ t! e( {+ u
How you tried to set them free,
* v+ R- h, e7 v. A: G/ |They would not listen they're not listening still,
8 P+ Y' G" L( J' W3 YPerhaps they never will. |
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