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0 H4 h1 Q ~$ |& FStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
, z$ s0 q& ?4 gLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
' ~) g6 m9 ~/ N3 @; q9 FShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,4 v! D! x; a+ ^% v n
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
. m- V7 }; I' x& c8 D3 {8 bNow I understand what you tried to say to me,
( o: ]! P/ l' ZHow you suffered for you sanity, & K' I- s- P) r( F) ?8 F+ M
How you tried to set them free, 2 {9 n; V8 q( L0 ?/ u1 l7 D& @* D
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. % V9 t7 T f% c/ ~( Q, z1 x
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
' X% ~: f Z y. }2 }) D! E; KSwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
" Z4 H5 A" d3 l( \1 xColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, 1 U6 u3 f9 w6 L. d
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. ' \5 H6 U8 ^' k7 M
3 E3 W6 F$ X% wFor they could not love you, but still your love was true,
" n6 O. e1 N/ j/ UAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, $ h! [. }# T) J% q
You took your life as lovers ofter do,
1 N; ~: @7 e, M* |* W: UBut I could have told you, Vincent, & e9 N5 R( q+ ?3 N7 B
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, 1 F' B' t0 {5 `% V& X. q# q) k
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
- K( @9 B3 w/ f7 WLike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, % _+ G' M, U4 [$ `# o8 r! g
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
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# ^$ x5 O( h8 v5 RNow I think I know what you tried to say to me, 1 u- a$ R6 M, {; D0 |& D
How you suffered for you sanity,6 U$ h. |4 a+ {7 s0 Z" r5 z( O
How you tried to set them free, 2 M _. x9 W# d' n( p
They would not listen they're not listening still,
- C; o* o0 L1 }+ b DPerhaps they never will. |
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