Purple Haze

The Good ‘ol days

With purple haze

Fogging up my room

Oh it’s not the same.

I wanna stay

I wanna play

I wanna be the one

To be on the wave.

The night will come

Before we’re done

We’ll be locked up in the hues

Oh I think we’ve won.

The level’s on.

We’re going up.

Up up to the moon,

How the space’s run.

I wanna change.

But stay the same.

Such a game of clue,

Nothing’s not the same.

The waves are wide.

The closing tides;

Wearing different shoes

Not a place to hide.

I close my eyes.

With no disguise.

I wanna break the rules

Almost closing time.

I feel alive.

I feel the vibes.

Only time is true.

What a day in life.

The purple hue will bend.

No more time to pretend.

No more time to lend.

We have found the end.

The purple lilies visit me

Whispering melodies sweet.

No easy feat.

But their faces I love to meet.

The good ‘ol days

For a while they’ll stay.

But will leave without delay

Oh, but the memories come by to play.

Purple haze leaves a glaze

Of new new clues.

A new life set ablaze.

Fogging up my room

Oh, it’s not the same.