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5 b* ?& a2 N% P8 d7 F3 MStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, # q8 E6 z+ |: w
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
, N: j: W: V5 S7 [Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
+ T' P' s- [. r2 xCatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. 2 Q6 t! v/ z0 D1 V1 U
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
5 ~: _6 u3 K# hHow you suffered for you sanity, ) p; q9 L8 I7 [9 }( }
How you tried to set them free, ( v$ H( _/ I2 @9 i
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. \0 l: P/ g( e" ]9 w$ [
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, ( D9 l) \* u" }
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, * g7 _$ H! Z) V, l; f9 u$ X% S, s
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
& M1 j; m. V+ e LWeathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.
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1 ~/ a- Q# G: ~For they could not love you, but still your love was true,
5 U0 i3 z5 P+ L2 K- J5 R3 K4 [7 uAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, - a" K6 \' S8 r9 S: @! Q
You took your life as lovers ofter do,
- ~ ^0 Y) T" j( NBut I could have told you, Vincent,
! G( m, g b9 O' _( UThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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6 e6 ? O0 l) U8 gStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
/ Q, H- f% s2 g- K+ _8 F: `Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
- b; E) \2 P0 `$ O: b2 K, ELike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes,
5 ^- f: j4 l" H. w9 h1 _/ G* ?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,
# h+ c+ W; Y( k1 wHow you suffered for you sanity,% @# [" l/ V2 u: K M/ t
How you tried to set them free, / S4 m" G; Z7 l$ j n4 c# d
They would not listen they're not listening still,
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