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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
7 m9 m* }8 o# |+ F$ WLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
- Q5 u: c! @3 {1 qShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,; s' y/ d9 R6 r9 ^+ R
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
: p5 @. \/ Y/ TNow I understand what you tried to say to me,
6 d# r y2 h- y' a7 yHow you suffered for you sanity,
& w1 O7 [3 A9 nHow you tried to set them free,
; H1 A, A' p& I5 M% |They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. 7 x0 @7 S2 e8 x0 Q) G& y
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
. Z# o5 O- M1 b. O1 E4 jSwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
9 O4 S) |# f: l8 b KColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
' d/ s$ q( b8 T3 kWeathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. 9 x Q5 ?7 X- }
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For they could not love you, but still your love was true,
4 }, I/ S. G3 ?5 S* G0 K2 [Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
8 X9 D# Q M% R$ @1 lYou took your life as lovers ofter do, : F& g6 b) H" C% @1 y
But I could have told you, Vincent,
+ f* p1 ?5 x; n* |) q3 N* dThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. % u9 W R, r5 \% `" g
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
6 L2 P6 J# s( z ?$ @$ sFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
3 P; e- b1 i. N6 V! t# QLike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
3 a! N$ O6 z: O" b DThe silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. ' h! }' ~& L- s. j- g2 I# e5 p2 F5 ~
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Now I think I know what you tried to say to me, ! ?/ \- J) e2 a% v$ s. E
How you suffered for you sanity,
. W5 g' Y2 K$ f2 v/ Z. B; XHow you tried to set them free, ; G2 i" ?* l+ ^( a/ ^1 ^
They would not listen they're not listening still, : t8 p# I2 T2 u& r
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