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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
( U! F& [: g2 JLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
0 X' Q3 \+ \, XShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
5 i/ m" Q2 y5 |Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
; ]9 _; v+ n# U6 R ONow I understand what you tried to say to me,6 [0 Y- ~0 A2 c- S9 S
How you suffered for you sanity,
- D# R1 Z0 k5 G( t' F2 NHow you tried to set them free,
9 M" i5 }* f k0 q2 P+ UThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
$ Z* A' ^) z( B* N# u1 RStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, & D6 s' H9 D7 J( \: x
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, 8 R: }' u( N' N6 C9 u3 ?; p
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
4 Q K! c* X7 xWeathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.
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6 u# F7 I/ m4 u% K1 V/ oFor they could not love you, but still your love was true,
8 ^# v1 R/ N: MAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
. K5 f& |4 J2 ^- V& X' eYou took your life as lovers ofter do,
. K! W8 y# P( Q/ ^5 m: y9 P DBut I could have told you, Vincent,
3 P9 `5 @! u. @4 t$ VThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. : D$ N. r) u( w3 \9 E; q& [
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
) w; n) w* l7 yFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
8 g& i$ K1 ~/ I+ E: y$ zLike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
% u* y$ r( P$ H# ^3 FThe 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,
! I- |- y7 w9 V5 A9 {' kHow you suffered for you sanity,% }. u6 w+ I. _2 U; C
How you tried to set them free,
z' ]# ]! M1 h1 C3 `They would not listen they're not listening still, ( W. ^# w# s9 ^7 X+ l
Perhaps they never will. |
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