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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
f0 w3 u* g% y$ u7 bLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, ' c2 b$ Y# \5 C. h" |5 x
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,* q% x- q3 P! m: K
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
7 J: |7 G9 u$ D! e0 ?2 ?Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
4 \: Y5 U5 s( S; v. z; DHow you suffered for you sanity,
" ^7 z- w! j7 \" S5 LHow you tried to set them free,
, e5 B1 h/ P, yThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. & c0 e- v7 J; L- ~
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, 9 x6 g' F5 u3 V. f
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
, r1 p v- k5 N# K; H% z" F) wColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
. J' N/ e; J9 A% J) yWeathered 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,
9 g, ?9 G5 d- P( v* n0 A% cAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
2 J1 |% a$ K5 d( KYou took your life as lovers ofter do,
8 ~/ o" T$ V+ c6 qBut I could have told you, Vincent,
! L- ]1 c' C4 d; m/ [This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. & ]% |0 o# p: a9 t1 m1 k0 w
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, ) K% K8 K! Y( J4 b
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. 7 N/ r3 h' X0 l8 S% {
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, ; O5 K' o6 k$ S- E5 c3 a
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
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' O: Z4 {8 p1 q# [% lNow I think I know what you tried to say to me, # K+ H" ~$ X* S2 u
How you suffered for you sanity,
) \$ T/ ^ d @5 oHow you tried to set them free, * T; i# C3 R2 O/ M, z- @# B
They would not listen they're not listening still,
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