Lavender

And the moonrise in the morning
Coming up in a purple haze
There's a funny feeling in my mouth
That leaves a lasting taste
As I sink lower and lower
Into this wooden floor
The ceilings fall off the wall
I hear someone open a door

And the sunrise in the evening
Falling through in a clearing fog
There's a quiet peace coming through



Credits
Writer(s): Kenneth Zierman
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