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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
5 ^' {5 U% n% rLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, U; ~) s# Y* h- F5 g
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,! a/ E$ n" e U' ~: ~" H3 F
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
4 k! N* S) l" t% k5 l; S& \5 |Now I understand what you tried to say to me,. U( |8 Q' }+ ?0 o
How you suffered for you sanity, 1 r% [' M1 G R' K( J
How you tried to set them free, 7 P0 ]3 D* l0 J9 ~
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
- j |8 R* I8 v# U, P% rStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, ' F' ~7 o( _0 I. c
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
9 C1 z6 X7 L0 NColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
: I, i7 I0 h3 ?9 jWeathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. 8 W! _% {* u2 ]& y
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For they could not love you, but still your love was true,
3 ~$ p5 D, F* E9 |) BAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
8 B- j( i+ O7 N1 MYou took your life as lovers ofter do, ; E0 S5 E' R6 C- {
But I could have told you, Vincent,
O( }; V( d' P5 z: U9 r$ PThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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; u6 `* t; v) [# |) |; Z8 }Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
; I: }$ A; R% L2 u8 W) ~Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. 8 ?! y q* P2 p1 e- C) Q
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
" }7 n8 M9 ^. LThe silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. / I1 m- V6 X( F& X6 @
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Now I think I know what you tried to say to me, ) L$ B+ T5 {/ t7 ], F
How you suffered for you sanity,
+ L' U. t B% g" {% ?$ `How you tried to set them free,
- o( q9 g. G% F" E6 PThey would not listen they're not listening still,
. V- q( _. R% E) {Perhaps they never will. |
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