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* C6 a5 l7 n4 U# O, dStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
% B: E/ ~+ V# F4 j- v2 j6 p; ^Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, 5 q& ]* ?# a' i6 d* w4 x! C
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,# Z; J5 `: r. n7 y' M' K. S
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
. W2 r q) Y H1 ~& k' cNow I understand what you tried to say to me,
2 N5 B/ o8 v% j; z# u; vHow you suffered for you sanity, e6 K: D& U) k0 h5 ^& b* X4 l
How you tried to set them free,
' H0 k# O! ~' zThey would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
1 j) Z$ P: V: u2 w' sStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, ' X0 Y& R" |) O$ B) d% z; E: ]
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
! O4 }/ \7 a9 ~& p3 V& H& g M0 zColors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
5 P, s- W. m5 hWeathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. 5 o! K1 _3 k: q9 ^# i
1 ^! c: \+ i4 f' GFor they could not love you, but still your love was true, * B8 }: L9 r1 F& ]
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, ' o: ?% s' I4 w& U1 O
You took your life as lovers ofter do, 8 B7 s: B a& ~8 {7 u6 G
But I could have told you, Vincent, 9 n. J& W0 U$ e: p
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you. 2 ?) U2 M& W1 [" }1 v# ]
+ k& s$ G ]: T, s+ \% UStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, ' d/ G: \5 A% ~
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. % V2 l. `- X* A3 T* a0 U
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, . U, ]) ?6 H3 |9 g8 p
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
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" s: B& q9 c+ P6 `% DNow I think I know what you tried to say to me, ( \" A$ d- A, I; t6 z
How you suffered for you sanity,
1 L3 K0 n; {- y6 c; n( nHow you tried to set them free,
% `# F7 ~+ I" ~They would not listen they're not listening still, ( ]2 [8 j" g6 H" s7 u( C
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