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Stary stary night
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Paint your palette blue and gray
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Look out on a summer's day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul
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Shadows on the hills
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Sketch the trees and the daffodils
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Catch the breeze and the winter chills in colors on the snowy linen land
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Now I understand what you tried to say to me
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And how you suffered for your sanity
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And how you tried to set them free
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They would not listen they did not know how
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Perhaps they listen now
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Stary stary night
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Flamin' flowers that brightly blaze
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Swirling clouds in violet haze
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Reflect in Vincent's eyes of China blue
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Colors changing hue
Morning field of amber grain Weathered faces lined in pain are soothed
/ Beneath artist's loving hand
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Now I understand what you tried to say to me
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And how you suffered for your sanity
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And how you tried to set them free
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They would not listen they did not know how
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Perhaps they listen now
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For they could not love you
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But still your love was true
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And when no hope was left inside on that stary stary night
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You took your life as lovers often do
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But I could have told you Vincent
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This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you
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Stary stray night
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Portraits hung in empty halls
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Frameless heads on nameless walls
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With eyes that watch the world and can't forget
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Like the straingers that you've met
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The ragged men in ragged clothes
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The silver thorn of a bloody rose
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Like crushed and broken on the virgin snow
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And now I think I know what you tried to say to me
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And how you suffered for your sanity
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And how you tried to set them free
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They would not listen they're not listening still
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Perhaps they never will
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