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2 A2 I% s( w5 u: `; KStarry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey,
) T8 z6 f, L, P$ w1 G" j4 ~8 B5 ?Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul,
% f4 g x* V# H" v& v+ R1 LShadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffoodils,* l9 o7 v4 Z1 a, `9 k Q0 G! i
Catch the breeze and the winter chillsm in colors on the snowy linen land. ) p- A) A1 e) f1 I6 R
Now I understand what you tried to say to me,
7 ]" Z& N3 O: ~; h. g7 O' ~5 ^How you suffered for you sanity, ; s) Z1 v. ]$ o$ r6 Z2 F0 L
How you tried to set them free,
9 c" T* C$ ~( ?3 T& |+ y$ }) ?They would not lister they did not know how, perhaps they'll listen now.
9 z. \2 W, e: J/ CStarry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze, % B9 u; N* R) ^$ H
Swirling clounds in violet haze reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue,
, E# ^ y( S3 \3 m' w5 ]Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain, 4 F, _/ Z7 v' s3 [' Z
Weathered face lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand. 0 t6 t- b6 C) x4 U6 ?; a4 ^3 s/ M
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For they could not love you, but still your love was true,
% Q9 j' Q3 ` o1 _5 |& qAdn when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night, 3 Y: N7 p+ M; Q4 H4 C
You took your life as lovers ofter do,
# b- ]- m6 H& ~6 H' N* gBut I could have told you, Vincent,
! o9 L+ x5 T0 t% r% U% ?9 [This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you.
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3 ]0 v: `, U/ T8 Z) QStarry starry night, portraits hung in empty halls, 2 b. r3 \7 U0 D O
Frmeless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can't forget.
* W- T2 j) {* S1 b9 YLike the stranger that you've met, the ragged man in ragged clothes, M- \7 n8 D& B8 j! U# d) o* I+ ~2 v5 `3 v
The silver thorn of bloody rose, lit crushed and broken on the virgin snow. 6 C% x1 e! z0 I/ ^
) f# r8 o" x0 O. FNow I think I know what you tried to say to me, ; z/ f/ [8 W. l6 W/ l
How you suffered for you sanity,
- H o* Z" w. {% P! Q* mHow you tried to set them free, 7 G. d8 I+ b" \# f
They would not listen they're not listening still, : d/ R$ p3 O. }- i3 E# a, ^! o/ E e
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