| Lyrics | Missing Lyrics | Number of Words |
| Starry, starry | |
| Paint your pallette | |
| Look out on a | |
| with eyes that | |
| Shadows on the hill | |
| Catch the breeze and | |
| in colors on the | |
| And now I | |
| what you tried to | |
| How you suffered for | |
| How you tried | |
| They would not | |
| They did not | |
| Perhaps they'll | |
| Starry, starry | |
| Flaming flowers that | |
| Swirling clouds in | |
| Reflect in | |
| Colors changing hue | |
| Weathered faces | |
| Are soothed beneath | |
| And now I understand | |
| How you suffered | |
| How you tried | |
| They would | |
| They did | |
| | Lyrics | Missing Lyrics | Number of Words |
| Perhaps | |
| For they could not | |
| but still your | |
| and when no | |
| was left in | |
| on that | |
| You took your | |
| As lovers | |
| but I could have | |
| this world | |
| meant for one | |
| Starry, | |
| Portraits hung in | |
| Frameless heads on | |
| with eyes that | |
| and can't | |
| Like the strangers | |
| The ragged men | |
| The silver thorn of | |
| Lie crushed and broken on the | |
| And now I think I know | |
| How you | |
| How you | |
| They | |
| They're not | |
| Perhaps | |
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