purple rain from the grey clouds
i sit beneath a lonely tree
the rain seeps through, as the leaves bleed
i am thinking of things gone by today
wondering about would have beens
and those moments of bliss, that were once mine
eyes i see those eyes
empty streets and the freezing breeze
i walk around looking for familiar signs
in a town of ghosts today, I am stranded again
the silence keeps whispering in my ears
haunted still just passing the years
voice i hear that empty voice
a lonely stream bursting on its seams
and this lonely rickety bridge
a skinny dip in this freezing stream, i take
yeah it stings, guess i am still alive
feel it i feel that fleeting warm touch again
its night again and I cant see a thing
just this howling wind, chilling to bones
and the howls of some far away beasts
prowling the inviting bush
the darkness engulfs the soul, once again
then I see it, a shining bright light from afar
a moments flicker, and then gone like you
the cold cold dawn, i am yet to take a yawn
staring blank into the grey snow
its time before the thaw will come
the faint smile, feels like my lips wont move
i know, i know the truth
i lost my way again, in the heart's bylanes long abandoned
