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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
1 L& k `2 F9 v w0 p3 a5 ALook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
3 ]4 X& ?. V/ ~$ eShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
; c6 ^( p. |9 l8 ]Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. * E. b( I* K3 R7 e
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
9 @3 F0 @0 R( I2 G- N; GHow you suffered for you sanity, 3 i: q3 x5 X3 H$ c
How you tried to set them free, ; q: {2 F( y+ V* t
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
% \2 |! ^# ]1 L- y4 JStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, " ^: t* w4 D, x* @
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
) n0 D3 c4 ]$ J1 ?( s( SColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, 9 a) y/ ]; @) G0 y# n
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand.
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7 s5 w/ ]7 X0 T5 l' c( CFor they could not love you, but still your love was true, ' O. O$ w1 T2 h" @# E2 b o8 M
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, l5 H$ N* ~, y; y7 Y; y
You took your life as lovers ofter do,
! m$ {* L( b& [9 ZBut I could have told you, Vincent,
0 r; J0 _! l7 J0 P1 HThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. 9 U' @7 S% A) Z& E, e
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
2 G" t$ \ K3 C3 d- }. ^4 \! pFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
% I/ T* @' v/ Y4 D# hLike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, ' P4 b. ?+ @5 {2 T& [+ t" [
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
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7 o5 s; w; Y, [4 TNow I think I know what you tried to say to me,
; s# t- U" ~: K, ]0 u9 S! MHow you suffered for you sanity," O/ \) p8 ^/ j
How you tried to set them free, 4 F* b$ [5 s f" J$ k2 E8 {8 K
They would not listen they're not listening still, # U; g/ i6 t0 h0 Y8 @
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