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# |2 H6 E4 T/ _5 ]- p+ B3 kStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
! ^+ s5 F$ h3 s0 ZLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, : M$ `. \7 s+ O# ?# _
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,2 X% Z3 }! L5 p. e& R( f
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
) c- F+ v3 }+ h1 jNow I understand what you tried to say to me,
; C3 i$ x4 u$ HHow you suffered for you sanity,
5 o5 p H1 g+ r. O0 wHow you tried to set them free, 0 k3 `# e e* x
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. ; o/ p+ \3 E* s) p. k( c E4 Z
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, + S2 E% `6 R9 ^1 h
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
. r/ w% h7 Y3 Q7 XColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, 3 ?* I/ f1 k8 \+ o0 M- ^
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. " J+ b7 h- e! [% ~+ {" _
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For they could not love you, but still your love was true,
9 Q$ o# v0 j# d& j( UAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, 7 |0 n( T# ]: g. B- l
You took your life as lovers ofter do,
' W3 w+ M/ ^" ? XBut I could have told you, Vincent,
5 ?; Q1 t1 B( j" D& `This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. 7 p& n2 n# J" W; r: r2 }
) V3 a9 ~! N; p( M3 CStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, ; S+ T( e/ O2 K3 ?9 ?
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
! S" y# i: M: r% A$ oLike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
5 I( l: g# C& E, R6 u( SThe silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. & r0 f, f Y" ]6 u) ^
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Now I think I know what you tried to say to me, 4 J2 I0 W; A! _) c+ Y7 T
How you suffered for you sanity, f" H5 t4 p4 @
How you tried to set them free,
`* J: H2 |" X9 m* c4 k. k8 A7 sThey would not listen they're not listening still,
. u4 K1 Q. ^% ?& J- yPerhaps they never will. |
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