Starry starry night
Picture your palette blue and gray
Look out on a summer's day
With eyes that know the darkness in my soul
Shadows on the hills
Sketch the trees and daffodils
Catch the breeze and winter chills
In colors on the snowy linen land
Now I understand what you tried to say to me
And how you suffered for your sanity
And how you tried to set them free
They would not listen they did not know
Perhaps they'll listen now
Starry starry night
Flaming lowers that brightly blaze
Swirling clouds in violet haze
Reflecting Vincent's eyes of china blue
Colors changing blue
Morning fields of amber grain
Weathered faces lined in pain
Are soothed beneath the artist loving hand
Now I understand what you tried to say to me
And how you suffered for your sanity
And how you tried to set them free
They would not listen they did not know
Perhaps they'll listen now
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