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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
( L& ?6 _' G4 I0 N5 o0 b0 cLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, 4 [( N9 q1 l" v, e
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
. c# }7 x* J7 G" sCatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
, ?. v0 O/ [4 ], J8 T/ LNow I understand what you tried to say to me,% A% R! z2 H; ~: T
How you suffered for you sanity, 4 h1 v0 ]7 b6 b! E% C
How you tried to set them free, 4 f6 d: ?9 `! F( g1 Y1 u# J. o9 F+ C
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
9 Y( |+ i: N0 ~+ ^Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, " \" m+ ~, d- e
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
' b1 ` G" `) l. k! q' {Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
* }; V" Q4 o3 Q( g3 Z0 j/ k2 M1 cWeathered 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,
3 m4 V: s% Q: HAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, 7 t) V5 D4 X) V q
You took your life as lovers ofter do, , H0 {1 D; j, v% h) [4 a' o
But I could have told you, Vincent,
! S, C6 _* j$ xThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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1 J5 F4 B8 a9 r4 B/ a. rStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
- t$ X8 R2 Y- V* w. ]8 gFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
# m2 ?( k5 S% d: i9 fLike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, * O, S+ z( c" d( c! r% i
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
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0 i+ k0 C7 m$ b) r& b6 kNow I think I know what you tried to say to me,
% D( \) K+ t& \+ p u1 {- @. f: lHow you suffered for you sanity,
1 @+ [4 l4 u6 t( I. A; UHow you tried to set them free, : V3 B+ r' I' k: Y0 d
They would not listen they're not listening still, % D& q" N& g. i* r9 d3 H1 G
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