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3 R! r1 C: ^) ZStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
/ ^% I8 `4 S$ m4 j, F6 e$ D, OLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
# ?6 r+ L& j2 X6 q; A CShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
6 S3 f! K' A$ r3 OCatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
. J. H- J5 D$ q5 A2 g. b4 tNow I understand what you tried to say to me,! E& X2 o* l- {4 P/ Q
How you suffered for you sanity, , ~" G ^5 O L& e
How you tried to set them free, # d2 T4 t! x- M$ ]" h
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
& C: |) D% T1 N; l# r7 FStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, 7 n! {3 w! l+ g7 D/ ?
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
$ c/ L( W) `5 K" T' t# E! ?+ o1 zColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, 6 q1 |: C1 H. W9 I9 F3 O; ^
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, 6 ~. r5 I( R k
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, ; l3 x: X6 Z" _3 W) r8 T) a
You took your life as lovers ofter do,
: T! ^ M4 A3 |3 zBut I could have told you, Vincent,
& q ?2 B/ n/ NThis world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. . W0 Z6 Q' d+ f7 J
1 ]3 P& ?9 E# P+ _; NStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
. X$ h. X! F* F' E$ ]) tFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. # A( Z) r2 z! g
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, ( L3 j1 r! ^$ R; `
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. & C# p! A- B( o/ u& Q( ^4 H) ^# B3 R' \
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Now I think I know what you tried to say to me, " ]9 X" o! q: D
How you suffered for you sanity,: D/ N5 B& i& W% U; D* q
How you tried to set them free,
4 ?! R1 ~. N* s& U: ]: |1 [7 nThey would not listen they're not listening still, # O; H4 B' l* P
Perhaps they never will. |
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