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. C: C5 R) C! B5 \/ M. jStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey, 0 I S+ h, H, S
Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
8 A9 @0 s* c# p1 u( r6 G- e' WShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
1 }6 j$ w( l: S# WCatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. 5 I" P% @, t: u$ U6 M6 E- \( F' m
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
4 H1 ~5 g+ b" P3 Q: w' J, FHow you suffered for you sanity,
1 _" `* U- U M) s2 _# }How you tried to set them free,
4 N8 b8 e2 o4 \They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
3 ]% p. _+ a6 c; l1 p7 q7 [# M6 MStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
8 U2 n/ B2 ]) v1 g7 U' WSwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
! h" P0 J- A( d& SColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, y5 N0 V2 s9 f7 z& W% O5 }
Weathered 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,
8 G* _1 `& j8 IAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, ! H- Q6 @% N5 D* l# w
You took your life as lovers ofter do,
8 S9 I/ Y, f' p; H0 ]But I could have told you, Vincent,
9 I: ~& b1 A, i/ A: eThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, 5 o- @) E" \# U. l2 ]
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. ( S6 ^) J7 L3 I
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, 8 [+ m! m+ e* `2 S! b( e
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. 0 y6 u# `' n: u
& i: R- B' H5 C2 a/ l0 A/ KNow I think I know what you tried to say to me, ) i0 o0 g# X0 Z) j
How you suffered for you sanity,
4 _3 P3 @% ~5 K. D0 BHow you tried to set them free,
1 R$ f" H8 L) h' y8 G! e0 {They would not listen they're not listening still,
) I" L. U$ e: L2 P0 B, M7 yPerhaps they never will. |
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