Pastel Purple from Dreamland by Zelma Stone

If I listen closely
I can hear her voice behind my throat
And I find what hurts the most
is not knowing

Even in the silence
Aren’t those angels flying near?
Is it her harmonies we hear that keeps us going?

But hey, I can see her dancing
Sweet pastel purple
Sweet, sweet lady glow
And hey, would you forgive me
For not knowing what there is to know?

What if it’s that easy to say?
What if she was leading the way?

We will follow you home
Until then we’ll roam
Sweet lady glow

I can paint a picture
Of all the times we used to walk
By the ocean
Oh, our sweet talks
They kept me going
As we search for meanings
All the pieces may seem scattered
But representing all that matters
Is her song

But hey, I can see her dancing
Sweet pastel purple
Sweet, sweet lady glow
And hey, would you forgive me
For not knowing what there is to know?

What if it’s that easy to say?
What if she was leading the way?

We will follow you home
Until then we’ll roam
Sweet lady glow

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