Purple Land
Oh, whither Mary, why
Simple and wise
Apple in time
Make it okay
Whatever I say
When it all goes
You'll be all grown
I'll be long gone
You'll be living on the sun
If you ain't careful, you're going to forget it
Everything's fine in your mind
Somewhere in the middle of it all
Softly, something slowly separating us all
I can't write, my mind's soft, Mama, I think I'm dumb
Somewhere in the middle is where the lessons are learned
I'll be seeing you when all is done
I will see you through hellfire, little love
I have an old way
I could go West
I could blow it off
Rent a house there
I could give up
Or I could keep going
Wonder how long this song's gone on for (wonder how)
Our scene begins
But you're not in it
What's up, man?
Oh, nothing doing
We used to hang out
Why don't we now
Like the Bible stories
I've been full of them
Rhea Anne
She walks in
She goes talks all day like she don't have a friend
She likes her man
But he's not here
So turn up the music loud
I think it's the kids
Life goes by
But I don't mind
I'll be holding you every day
I can't make it go away for you, dear
Sha-la-la-la-la-la is done
Sha-la-la-la-la-la
Sha-la-la-la-la-la is done
Sha-la-la-la-la-la
Sha-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
Simple and wise
Apple in time
Make it okay
Whatever I say
When it all goes
You'll be all grown
I'll be long gone
You'll be living on the sun
If you ain't careful, you're going to forget it
Everything's fine in your mind
Somewhere in the middle of it all
Softly, something slowly separating us all
I can't write, my mind's soft, Mama, I think I'm dumb
Somewhere in the middle is where the lessons are learned
I'll be seeing you when all is done
I will see you through hellfire, little love
I have an old way
I could go West
I could blow it off
Rent a house there
I could give up
Or I could keep going
Wonder how long this song's gone on for (wonder how)
Our scene begins
But you're not in it
What's up, man?
Oh, nothing doing
We used to hang out
Why don't we now
Like the Bible stories
I've been full of them
Rhea Anne
She walks in
She goes talks all day like she don't have a friend
She likes her man
But he's not here
So turn up the music loud
I think it's the kids
Life goes by
But I don't mind
I'll be holding you every day
I can't make it go away for you, dear
Sha-la-la-la-la-la is done
Sha-la-la-la-la-la
Sha-la-la-la-la-la is done
Sha-la-la-la-la-la
Sha-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
Credits
Writer(s): Damon Duell Mcmahon
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