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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, ' z/ H$ q9 j7 T- V% s% Y
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, ) [2 g$ b- o/ C# m7 e
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,* L- k4 M2 s# G
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. 9 }+ r, Y; I5 t
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
* \/ F, m, O0 B/ f1 b, SHow you suffered for you sanity, , W# M; a3 x6 O+ @" q
How you tried to set them free,
/ \6 ~" z3 T+ Z# F# oThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. ; _9 v6 d3 Z! |. O
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, . I! z2 Q3 f% H# I* i2 A7 z
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, * o+ l8 B* S, `
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, 3 j2 T( Z+ S# X/ C7 P2 t3 R4 D
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. 7 m0 |9 ^$ k5 n" S! F) C- e
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For they could not love you, but still your love was true,
* f7 p. G/ }% J4 U- s g5 J2 L) DAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, 1 M4 ]9 X, h( k/ S
You took your life as lovers ofter do, 9 p5 a% V6 b5 y7 \# A
But I could have told you, Vincent, * R& r9 o, [1 O3 J7 I# |' L
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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4 B( ~. s6 k T# @5 f- wStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
) K* b( [ n! u6 z' sFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. - H Y. p5 g; M( A1 o7 H
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, - q2 \3 J d, w* d
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, 7 i$ I. t! b6 w% | [+ [
How you suffered for you sanity,: m( [ A: T& o0 x8 o- }1 U" r. V8 w3 P
How you tried to set them free,
( J- v/ T0 N G e" JThey would not listen they're not listening still,
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