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X& [3 N$ ]! ] w$ f0 YStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
T! Y4 J, }8 WLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, + u/ B2 @/ H5 D+ g- t- [
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,2 W4 T) C6 v& g, v' w: [9 v; _
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
1 D# R0 _% m- v2 i) u XNow I understand what you tried to say to me,7 f9 s1 i! q# S& J# `
How you suffered for you sanity, # n \8 d: D- v6 Z% A7 {/ J
How you tried to set them free, , X$ ], R; ~- {! u t
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. 7 c6 t! v" r2 k" T# M5 E
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
5 S( b2 [; S0 iSwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, 5 c2 f2 _6 C7 {7 E% w! n2 Q. S
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
' y9 ^. E- |; `! X- nWeathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.
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9 v7 A7 Q# r4 y, TFor they could not love you, but still your love was true, & B" K- V7 l% w: g7 j
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, 6 z: o' E0 U" ]- Y! c v
You took your life as lovers ofter do, ; m# w" t9 G3 R5 [, g8 G/ o
But I could have told you, Vincent, 4 u0 r& s0 r ]% x- A
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. 2 M% n( v6 x3 O# M) Y
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, ) y4 V- o, M1 I+ h
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. 4 U: f) B. R4 C1 o2 e% l/ M
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
- o' b1 @3 K/ |( f5 aThe 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,
8 S3 X h% ?& U( O9 QHow you suffered for you sanity,1 c5 \) V; g( P( c$ o- t
How you tried to set them free, 9 w4 Z8 R* _! f4 F3 \
They would not listen they're not listening still,
3 j4 H$ \) |0 R+ R9 ePerhaps they never will. |
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