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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, 9 x+ X* m2 c$ K6 X+ d, X
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
, E, {; G6 H4 R" B6 [/ P2 {0 uShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,3 v' Y1 u8 \; x6 J. E
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. - L7 i3 W _3 m; R
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
; ?6 o: h8 K8 T* A( UHow you suffered for you sanity, 8 k5 l! t' i% l r1 U2 s( D1 |# a
How you tried to set them free,
9 d Z# x& Y9 l6 ZThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. + ?$ i2 Q% |7 A& M
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
2 s9 l3 ^9 p& C. O8 _3 S7 _1 }Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, " t8 b$ B+ v/ _1 p
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, 3 j! P3 K/ L# y: N3 }! @* N- |
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. $ \1 o1 H6 T. E* X( [
5 C: K0 R: @+ n; Y( Y0 \For they could not love you, but still your love was true, ( m: E7 O! X Q r- k( X
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
! T: h" \ ~5 K, AYou took your life as lovers ofter do, ( Z: V; ^0 l$ g5 M
But I could have told you, Vincent, 8 c. q9 }2 S3 X
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
$ ?& e/ D" a& `Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. / D0 ^1 _ c8 G
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, - i1 c" K" n2 v# v( I
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
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Now I think I know what you tried to say to me,
0 Q: `$ ?, T: H6 O+ K9 P* i3 k+ i/ VHow you suffered for you sanity,8 Y. h2 Q/ Z1 W+ O! \3 C3 s0 Q& G3 H
How you tried to set them free, 4 d; m3 c9 |1 t2 a# f. G, p$ o
They would not listen they're not listening still,
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