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( ~# y4 I$ G- m6 `$ ZStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
2 s5 [: u1 S: Q2 _9 D- WLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
' H6 h1 t1 p$ r' ^5 M I7 ~$ hShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
* B0 G. ` ?+ h$ `* aCatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
8 P$ Y6 b! A: f" CNow I understand what you tried to say to me,$ }7 x" Y- X6 y
How you suffered for you sanity,
: T/ [: k3 O0 U6 t& kHow you tried to set them free,
7 h1 l$ n1 H" _- RThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
1 E7 p( z7 n2 j. W* a5 XStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, 2 b2 K' N, u# W
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
# E3 s% [9 R$ NColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
) E$ d$ |1 c ]" _0 EWeathered 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,
0 O3 ]( k& Q# h3 `# I1 eAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, ' r7 g+ |8 e: ?" b$ a+ K
You took your life as lovers ofter do,
6 v2 W) f O B% b5 x/ rBut I could have told you, Vincent, 6 H9 v6 v! d1 S" _7 c
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. & A2 a* k1 a+ S' }3 Q
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
9 P, k5 G# ]$ M& N. X8 ^Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
+ K* [9 ~1 B6 H5 M3 a! W6 ZLike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
2 m6 i* D( e# ^; B9 \/ ?The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. 6 S7 l ]: E B1 z) U& {
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Now I think I know what you tried to say to me, " `6 \1 J; U# B) O
How you suffered for you sanity,8 a& e3 v H! _# {( r
How you tried to set them free, 6 c$ {7 ]( b7 ^7 w, ~5 V
They would not listen they're not listening still, 2 M9 [- A. u) [2 Z* I
Perhaps they never will. |
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