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! O1 g5 Q( q7 P' O6 V2 t: i, wStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, . R- d4 K. ^% Q( i
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
$ T! _" S6 y! s' i, M5 q" DShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,! o( o1 I4 y: _6 G& r
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
! {9 d2 E2 k8 y+ Q2 c) yNow I understand what you tried to say to me,
4 p. b" [' s, v& l) a" k% Q/ xHow you suffered for you sanity,
9 v/ v4 i+ B5 R: ^How you tried to set them free,
( T/ N0 W8 C1 f$ UThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. & ~4 A4 E) r$ v2 ~3 f" _
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, + b7 r+ b- ~8 T3 b8 E7 U* `
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
' t) z0 O9 y E) P6 vColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, 5 l; e" s' f, z7 n( j/ C
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.
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" x$ ?0 L. D" F8 {For they could not love you, but still your love was true,
& y) N5 ]8 _% l( k" C/ s+ EAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
5 o! j3 }* z7 yYou took your life as lovers ofter do,
# K O {2 F3 I4 ~But I could have told you, Vincent, - F7 a! ]0 d' O9 l( Y
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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& j; T- K# ~# x5 P% xStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
" Q- t5 f2 e3 cFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. 5 S8 S. e( T2 `4 @( \
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, 5 h% i/ Q: F: S3 i
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. 5 ?( s2 N$ E9 O
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Now I think I know what you tried to say to me, , [7 F# U5 F& e$ `1 P
How you suffered for you sanity,
6 g* L/ i* O$ A* A" D- B/ q& qHow you tried to set them free,
0 c) c, u) d0 r/ @9 i" \, CThey would not listen they're not listening still,
9 B; W" d$ |! J7 V& s/ |+ oPerhaps they never will. |
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