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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
+ I& f; z. v% i0 A5 WLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
& r" G$ |% x, F$ a$ P: kShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,& K2 U. t* ~1 }. s3 h: H! E8 }
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
- q5 b4 \4 h0 j: N( p& ?Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
* O* d, P% [2 b/ h. XHow you suffered for you sanity, - a3 S! }6 {$ T P* b
How you tried to set them free, % V8 u4 F. W' i! L# X
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. 4 P6 D+ }! B3 V
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, % u4 C- e6 t+ H' P
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
" ]7 s" n2 W2 ?Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
r7 X- D5 C# f, _% N+ wWeathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. - I& ]+ o6 t9 S# j& T5 R
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For they could not love you, but still your love was true,
( b' F" E' u1 \+ Z sAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
2 m! M2 C9 I7 F$ g- T/ i! b6 iYou took your life as lovers ofter do, l* j& e, Z+ l
But I could have told you, Vincent,
. b/ |6 i5 d& Y5 v+ fThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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6 A1 F9 }7 H# b& pStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
" \/ O; f' K' k8 u" \# ~Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
o& m/ S Z8 o* r, YLike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, / w: A7 O5 d: J+ t, U
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,
\% A. i8 ^" ~, w: P& Z( Q7 fHow you suffered for you sanity,
' ]. z! m2 W3 O8 WHow you tried to set them free,
0 S' r6 H7 g$ ]4 ?, VThey would not listen they're not listening still, 6 n7 V: ^, I$ h5 J! F6 U; ?
Perhaps they never will. |
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