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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
# n. v1 s# W0 A1 K/ HLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, * g4 T8 V z# ]8 d/ u& @9 ?
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,1 }! Q( w' a$ n- i$ a) `( D' {
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. $ S) r) O" W( J
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
' r0 n/ D+ b$ ?) hHow you suffered for you sanity, % J9 r" G7 e; c& B
How you tried to set them free, 8 }! ~% c. m- u& D. w$ C
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
3 z1 b) u, l; ?0 i# ]% VStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
. h9 T0 b4 |/ {Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, + ]1 x$ d8 U+ s' r7 c7 A/ {
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, ) a( J4 v0 N; o3 m2 |9 f" h
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.
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$ S* i9 l$ |! y @+ k3 }9 HFor they could not love you, but still your love was true,
9 _: k+ g( }) S* U) k- XAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, 0 f+ [; }' l# v) k, f
You took your life as lovers ofter do, / Q- I9 B* K$ h
But I could have told you, Vincent,
% l! `- t/ |) DThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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# a a, j. ~; YStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, 2 C9 \. C# H* n) Y# N
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. 9 k6 g+ O5 c; r; i9 V
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, 7 B; I; a4 z5 c- d- s- M
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. " i& o& g2 r- D. R( x8 f4 f5 U
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Now I think I know what you tried to say to me,
* p/ M/ ^* P1 s$ @, nHow you suffered for you sanity,
$ n4 c: k: w7 w9 w# i5 }9 S. |How you tried to set them free,
; ?# e9 x: `4 k7 RThey would not listen they're not listening still,
% g& B2 X, _" d) \! A7 oPerhaps they never will. |
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