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3 `) [5 a' p7 r5 u5 \, UStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
8 S1 \/ e, b |4 ^' tLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
! i: b% W1 c% SShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,, Q4 K% U4 a w/ E
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
5 ~8 P6 G# d0 VNow I understand what you tried to say to me,1 m5 Q' o- a# Y! r
How you suffered for you sanity,
1 x8 q# S! ^$ O$ }- RHow you tried to set them free,
( K, e1 P$ u, r7 J$ ~' XThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now. ! d7 S+ L( T( f' L6 Y: R
Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
% [7 h; M/ K; R8 h. rSwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
6 H" W& q$ N0 Y$ M xColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, & M4 h5 v I0 C6 Z0 g
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. 4 R) P3 D" S6 r: e1 g2 ~ t8 }
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For they could not love you, but still your love was true,
3 u6 Q. [" R/ V7 z5 W! AAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night,
8 p, t0 j# K$ o: q7 u1 i qYou took your life as lovers ofter do, 0 F* U4 u! T9 h/ R
But I could have told you, Vincent, ' I7 r+ L5 T4 E
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. & v/ j) q7 ^( M# A$ w' N0 G
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, , B2 ?* r: \# `. T
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
& i V, s$ @8 G+ W" }Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, + S0 s/ q% L' @# v$ d6 y/ u, i
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. ( w' G2 R% L& T3 F9 S
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Now I think I know what you tried to say to me, " [1 r8 }1 ^8 l3 |
How you suffered for you sanity,
* e" \/ T6 `. }How you tried to set them free,
T5 |/ p [3 u3 I$ Q% SThey would not listen they're not listening still, / z1 Z" k. t2 R: k
Perhaps they never will. |
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