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* A& S+ l+ R9 A# WStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
3 P! M7 k1 B* \8 L6 Q$ o, e; DLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, 3 n) U' r' p8 v! p% _
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
2 e* n; n; f: D# \: @ u6 A/ S% hCatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
( E' S% s4 X7 B+ U- sNow I understand what you tried to say to me,
( y: f2 f3 u4 n% s5 j, f. y4 q5 DHow you suffered for you sanity, * g; N# I3 i/ }7 H, a
How you tried to set them free,
! v/ g8 d9 B( c" l5 y7 w" N8 I; n# FThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. & j" p6 i7 M3 N5 L
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, 9 u( {" |: y) d% f4 E7 s% M
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
/ N1 X9 x) a* `8 E) y- W2 p( v5 ^Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, # Y; b: p: ?- ~& Y' |
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, ) f6 @" ?. d, h g4 M- L
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
4 C2 T' Z) O3 E4 c- f6 N9 UYou took your life as lovers ofter do, & d. Z0 [* S5 s7 o6 g0 u. m
But I could have told you, Vincent, ; R1 |2 }9 i9 X, y
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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% T0 N! r3 q# I: Z7 F9 `. uStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
) m1 ~: f' @: T: @Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. 9 t q* |/ D$ V: ~& p7 l
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, % \) f& |- b6 q4 M
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. - Z& m3 R7 H4 Z2 j8 R. p7 h
/ L. H$ r/ @# a6 ?4 A9 [Now I think I know what you tried to say to me, 7 t5 p* o6 ?% E0 w8 o( J
How you suffered for you sanity,
+ Q# v3 g( u* j% GHow you tried to set them free, 0 h3 @* Y: t7 q1 m3 F/ Z
They would not listen they're not listening still, ! _: x; A+ g5 J! V: G
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