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Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
/ m3 p) _& c6 R, ULook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
o$ R W% C* i2 ^+ ^( i uShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,+ W: e S7 g4 {/ o
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. @ A2 i& ?$ V, f$ r
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,0 T/ K, f. T, ^5 S5 \
How you suffered for you sanity, 4 ~9 ] d5 a i2 I6 p) V5 \
How you tried to set them free, & d/ _) ?! f# ~7 x* L, \% j& K
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. ! M! }0 y* ]+ u. }+ ?
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, 7 V8 F4 r6 h6 O
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, 9 O( u1 T: N5 n& Q
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, 1 t& v7 q. G! Q
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. 9 W+ O' k% T H- @% I
- Y' |2 n! H& j$ cFor they could not love you, but still your love was true,
: F# p7 J/ N' |, a+ L& aAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
$ j7 ?/ x: K; jYou took your life as lovers ofter do, 5 Q+ a* |& i9 A9 B* _. j) Q
But I could have told you, Vincent, 8 B( b; m) _; D+ o% y
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. 6 \! G; ]7 A! g. x
" R% W: z, h6 w4 cStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, 5 {6 X. B& ?" f$ t Y% }2 C
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. ) q0 Z3 h' j/ S
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, ! d' F& x9 L. c8 D0 k* ] c
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, ) p( Z/ {. e$ M. C# z4 w
How you suffered for you sanity,+ ~, s! \# g+ u
How you tried to set them free, 5 S" l; Z& p2 g9 S6 M9 ]$ h2 _0 `7 F
They would not listen they're not listening still,
7 X0 z4 Q4 Q* |. _0 e8 u& B' {9 rPerhaps they never will. |
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