Under a Purple Sky

She’s smoking lemon drops
Cause her cigarette enlight again
«I was born for the storm», she says
Grabbling into the long way ahead
I see your fingers shaking and no, I don’t sky
I know exactly why, just stand there silently
Look up with her, under a purple sky
Under a purple sky
She’s gone, she’s going
Where do the great ones go?
They give us everything
I say: «I know, I know, I know»
Then we are all alone on a purple sky
Like it was a Saturday night
The wednesday hide from light
And I still have some heavy apettite
«Goodbye for now», there’s no way to say this right
But when I get home I’ll keep up the signs
When I come home I’ll fight the good fight
He’s gone, I’m calling
Can you hear me now?
The sky is falling but I stand my ground somehow
Deep inside the blue where she cries
Watch it falling and don’t ask why
Watch it burn and you want to cry
What a tragedy, a travesty
A life ended too soon
Majesty
I have a question
«Where do Gods gone?» (?)
Up in the purple sky
Up in the purple skies
Ooooh, the damnation
A celebration…