Cool Purple Mist lyrics
Song information
Artist: John Vanderslice Album: The Life And Death Of An American Fourtracker
Lyrics
Late spring rain, cool purple mist Strawberries big as a baby's fist Earth is soft and it yields to pressure The moon is far too bright to messure
Comets crossing overhead I wish that we both were dead
Hard times that you've seen us through Selfless heart that beats in you The things you say to comfort me Your offhand virtuosity
Your pale pink lips, your face flushed red I wish that we both were dead
Eyes green as watermelon rind The artless way you speak your mind New stars were born for us tonight Old sky pitch black, new moon bone white
I heard the evil thing you said And I wish that we both were dead
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