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$ T+ Y' X) Y0 ~, [9 r- yStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
$ h# r0 T% u+ T1 e* ZLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, ) Z7 P: |2 j6 d
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
8 b5 q; |! u0 S( P/ _/ w4 a/ MCatch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
/ @1 t8 |+ S* w6 g! {, CNow I understand what you tried to say to me,
$ r8 I3 c! w* q4 IHow you suffered for you sanity,
; C6 K- r! `3 h) H4 F* uHow you tried to set them free, $ s- A! a0 W' [" \6 M" t' d
They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
' w8 E1 N3 s8 SStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
, E. L- j2 R* y; L2 }* i8 S- Q" rSwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
1 B! w% m$ m# r* m1 lColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
! z6 C6 D, r6 B5 ^+ l6 _ sWeathered 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,
. B& G9 v( f9 `( l4 \9 Q& K1 ^Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
- z0 @8 e8 ?) B; @" A8 X- I* DYou took your life as lovers ofter do, $ U' _7 P$ M5 A) U! E. M
But I could have told you, Vincent,
. e; ?1 A; T. p& |0 ]This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
/ K+ N3 ^9 X# G* |) r& RFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
, ^% X; r6 d6 H" u- I$ PLike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, 4 {) q/ @ _0 r' y
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
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- l7 t5 \+ a8 E5 g7 m* SNow I think I know what you tried to say to me, 7 l$ R& [* E ^; C5 \7 ~; d5 s; ^
How you suffered for you sanity,0 Y# T) l! `( E1 k
How you tried to set them free, - C$ A! o1 f+ ^/ y
They would not listen they're not listening still, " O) ^% j7 m) k4 C
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