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; P; ^1 _' g1 N5 ^7 sStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
( r2 M% F0 W, ?. `" g n: GLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
4 _* \/ H1 _% m5 ^7 \9 a) ^Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
( E, O$ Q, S0 OCatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
! o8 T' R! s3 v2 w$ jNow I understand what you tried to say to me, t1 y4 {& a; Z5 a
How you suffered for you sanity,
7 h2 R* x w0 g6 e5 F# rHow you tried to set them free,
5 B, _4 g# G* C/ J+ B( YThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
- v" X) H" m. tStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, 4 w# x6 f3 {3 L. Q
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
; b" l P+ h3 u2 f7 U( CColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, " J Z* h; R+ h
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. / A u( @/ N7 x. a4 W
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For they could not love you, but still your love was true, ! z$ U8 J/ w) t9 [
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, 6 _; z9 m1 W* V0 T9 @2 d
You took your life as lovers ofter do,
4 O( K K( s$ c6 Q. SBut I could have told you, Vincent,
3 F* d7 `' l3 V' Z0 [$ uThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. ! m3 p% D* u( \2 c; Q
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
7 I9 a2 R) c O9 Z JFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. 2 T; k8 ]6 ]5 s2 o+ |: T, W
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, ; ?4 \* Z; k* B7 r5 ~
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. " [* f( \' z1 Y
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Now I think I know what you tried to say to me, 1 G/ I! Y" L) E$ ~5 m
How you suffered for you sanity,
" p5 L. r6 x" I1 q$ KHow you tried to set them free, ) S& E! h6 x. v: ]. N
They would not listen they're not listening still,
% y; i( M6 b9 f: R( iPerhaps they never will. |
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