Let us lie in a field of purple flowers
Where we can stay for many hours
Where no blood may be lost
and our fingers may remain crossed

Hold me in this purple field and sing your lullaby
So that I may sleep under your great, heavy spell
I can see you and I just perfectly
While we wake, our actions send us to hell
Can I have the peace that your heart grants?
But I should just stay here under your great, heavy trance…

From the cold, these pedels fall dead
Like worthless paper that you shred
But we’re still warm, you and I
Because we’re so close, the cold we can deny

Hold me in this purple field and sing your lullaby
So that I may sleep under your great, heavy spell
I can see you and I just perfectly
While we wake, our actions send us to hell
Can I have the peace that you heart grants?
But I should just stay here under your great, heavy trance…

Sit down with me, twenty years from now
And just remind all about how
We carried on, and beat this
With just our simple, loving bliss…