The Purple Rain

If you were here we could hang out all night and wash our rags till they were almost white I stopped there on my way, but it didn't feel right No longer knew a soul No soul knew me I never called you, and you never came I stayed a couple streets away from blame Hole up in a poem made of pith and pain I often read the end before the start I remember you to her sea-bound train Remember you to her fruited plains Purple mountains in purple rain won't always separate the shining seas Here's a man one heartbeat from a ghost Here's a vein, it spiders coast to coast One thousand quiet cuts, and I do believe we're close Been bleeding out for years and years and years I remember you to her sea-bound train Remember you to her fruited plains Purple mountains in purple rain won't always separate the shining seas Remember me to her sea-bound train Remember me to her fruited plains Purple mountains in purple rain won't always separate the shining seas The wake is washing over me