Purple Creek Songtext
von Angels of Light

Born to waste our time, dipping in blue ponds
Let the others come, swim them through our world
Born to waste our time, watching from your room
Happiness has come, oh, burn, you yellow spoon

I know someone who is waiting for us
Down in the gully, filtering the mud
And I know a creature whose intentions are insane
Down in Purple Creek, mosquitoes sing him praise

Mosquitoes lift his beard
Mosquitoes nest his eyes
Mosquito fingers in his brain
Mosquito message in his veins


One drop of golden sunlight is resting on your cheek
Drifting down, dissolving the stardust on your teeth
Where did you come from? And where have you been?
"Just here to waste my time, down here in Purple Creek"

I know a picture where a girl, she lies supine
With a lantern in her hand and golden leaves behind
And I know a tract where every house is new
And inside a back room, a wilting woman waits for you

Hallucinating happiness
Singing sailor′s songs
Filling glass spittoons
Howling at a crusting moon
Hoping you'll come soon

Come home to Purple Creek
Come home to Purple Creek
Come home to Purple Creek
Come home to Purple Creek