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Behind the Purple Shadow © Theresa behind the purple shadow of dreams I hear music and I hear screams Of others in the shadow of life Those afraid to pick up the knife We know the answer is death but we're afraid to take our own breath We cannot live and we cannot die, Life for us is one big lie. So in the shadow we remain Eventually we get used to the pain. Top of page Webmaster: wulff@ratatosk.net |