She's smoking lemon drops Cause her cigarette enlight again "I was born for the storm", she says Grabbling in to 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 going, 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, they don't mention A celebration...