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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, " r r3 i3 W, q) M! X
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
$ z l% V8 X4 P, Y- V5 ZShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
* L- s1 }( x) dCatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
. D% E/ @) J1 a! h8 y% dNow I understand what you tried to say to me,7 i' |: b; y: L4 O
How you suffered for you sanity,
2 k, W1 Y$ I& K' O3 ]How you tried to set them free,
: N( ]! i8 A) a" \8 z; O* ~They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. ; j. Z, c2 l, a6 T2 P& K
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, + h6 K }6 m; Z7 y5 L
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
& C1 [6 c& C8 ~Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
7 Y' i: j9 Y) i- A XWeathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. - g# H A& k. Y Y
. A! a) V6 i, G, KFor they could not love you, but still your love was true,
3 @9 [/ q- P; ?! v3 s* zAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, . f/ s# I4 J9 K0 k
You took your life as lovers ofter do, 0 E( `7 d/ Z8 m9 {, Z- k
But I could have told you, Vincent,
) W; b x1 m5 o2 o3 y& S. D9 yThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. , L( k* {$ C0 [3 c0 o5 u: d
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
( i" k! p4 u. u# u. l% s, y3 yFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
& g. T/ g6 h' X3 w$ [6 d7 KLike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, 4 c9 c! h1 O, T) y; K# F7 V
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
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1 Y' J! I& T7 o% e+ i6 Q+ c$ }Now I think I know what you tried to say to me,
; y, M+ ]$ g: S% ^2 u: _How you suffered for you sanity,
& N; T% v/ B' t8 e' CHow you tried to set them free,
- l* h+ Q z% W7 Z% z3 [0 x' wThey would not listen they're not listening still, 7 H# X* ^8 G& g" `" u
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