BrainStorm - Violet

Lovers scattered on the floor Stolen time, stolen horse Right around the fragrant room Flower in bloom Violet Like a sight to my naked eye But my eyes are not shy I want to see you Violet She comes softly like a breeze Like a ghost, falling leaves Like the silence after violence In the last light of day She comes softly like a breeze Like a ghost, falling leaves Like the silence after violence In the last light of day Violet blaze Violet blaze Right around the fragrant room Flower in bloom Violet Like a sight to my naked eye But my eyes are not shy I want to see you Violet Through the window past the steering wheel Beneath the knees as the faithful kneel Riding intercedes on the train At the edge of usual grey Between the lines of poetry In all the places spirits are seen Violet Violet She comes softly like a breeze Like a ghost, falling leaves Like the silence after violence In the last light of day She comes softly like a breeze Like a ghost, falling leaves Like the silence after violence In the last light of day Violet blaze Violet blaze Violet blaze Violet blaze