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...