Purple haze
My eyes are burning from this yearning all I see is the faze is it the truth or just another daze too much of these purple haze watch my face Oh disgrace purple placeStroke of . . .
I am generously touched by your sincerity your innocence guides my way is this the guide of inevitableness can it be regret fullness is it the way or should I just stay please bear in mind I am awake or am I a copy of your charm away I stay and another day we will be such a yearning for a better turning is this the day is it the end will I survive will I die stroke of is it the new stay forgive me again.
Emitting the brainwaves of our society through a vase of light you’re the new white the blinding light mental ray infiltrate the way we perceive to . . .day its the next generation a new way



Sacrimented infinities twilights of devotions and lights away in skies follow the twirls of they mind follow the secrets the paths the minds eye it wirks
