Purple Skies
Uttam Shrestha
We spend our days
Chasing sunsets
Smoking cigarettes
Purple skies
And the rain keeps falling
The sky is stalling
We spend our nights
By the beach
Getting high
With our feet in the sand
So
Listen
The winter is coming in
And listen
To the sound of my voice
Cuz the mushrooms you gave me
They got me thinking
Who are we anyway?
Who are we anyway?
I know you won't say it
But I know you can't stay
I know you love me
I know you love me