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& [& u: |% i; Z3 AStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
* @2 R3 v6 I: x t4 f5 W2 c+ fLook out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul, 1 }" y0 S* R+ K- {
Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,
9 y- ]1 d6 N% Z4 |- ?! ?Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land.
w1 b) F: P1 VNow I understand what you tried to say to me,9 }0 [% l$ S& e0 b
How you suffered for you sanity,
' k7 S: ~2 v9 T4 Z# A) A0 uHow you tried to set them free,
7 w0 b- t5 |1 `: a! K; ~They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
' v' A+ n' ]0 A h7 g* K; m" |0 eStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze,
% z2 n# \/ V+ zSwirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue, # S& h* x* H( {0 _" F) e( H
Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain,
0 s" g& N7 k/ 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, * H: p; }4 A7 \4 M3 F
Adn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, 5 X% w( y; y9 n8 |& C
You took your life as lovers ofter do, . k- d$ @6 M" p P
But I could have told you, Vincent, : p7 h/ O' s5 d; s* {( r% }- L
This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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Starry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls,
$ u3 M2 k' k. b, ~, OFrmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget. & n( ^+ n/ P, Y8 V: ?# G2 m8 `
Like the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, , S0 s' g4 O/ T1 I2 v! W7 h4 W
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow.
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9 V# B/ R7 Q/ F# T8 O/ [1 ONow I think I know what you tried to say to me,
! h5 V9 _+ u# l# q7 |# r1 W6 i; i' lHow you suffered for you sanity,
4 }% D+ e. `4 N% u6 ]How you tried to set them free,
4 \2 p6 z$ _* h7 v. L/ t" tThey would not listen they're not listening still, $ C6 ?! Z2 O) g: K" m* R' C
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