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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
" F ]* d. B4 d9 qLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
4 J: N2 w: p# CShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
( E9 \5 s' {+ ~Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. - o2 c$ c8 b( X T
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
! k m/ c9 _! J8 {) y, fHow you suffered for you sanity, 4 _' l8 F/ y9 E3 O# Y
How you tried to set them free, " h0 n1 u6 \- `) B& W2 G2 ~
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. / H0 a k# w8 r- H& o' u7 p7 o
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, 5 I0 n6 Q2 K. o; C, x/ w
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, 8 ~, b) _) ]' w- F! N5 s
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, / |% p. L8 l% _ _
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, ! K% G4 L" d2 N0 d
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
1 S+ D/ k, Z! }" i; t7 ]You took your life as lovers ofter do, 4 K! Y5 |6 b. w6 S/ Z7 C
But I could have told you, Vincent,
} ]/ [6 p* G5 D& qThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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4 F; }) n3 \' E9 G0 w- M4 n- U( MStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
3 P7 p. g) e4 i% RFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
" Z: h6 D D/ C3 U! W$ D; nLike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, 4 K2 e- A. ]; m* @: M
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,
$ ^, _( ]4 {: y1 q4 i YHow you suffered for you sanity,5 s' A& n5 k; r. \
How you tried to set them free, * e) V; @" I" y% y- N2 F" R: e+ v9 |; w
They would not listen they're not listening still, : }6 c P* h' ]* R. }9 u8 ]
Perhaps they never will. |
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