Purple Rain Over the Mountains
Endless snows here have shown us the way to freedom. Yes, and I'll believe in the dawn
when I see it
I'll believe in new songs when I hear them. I'll watch the dance when I can taste it
Cool and wild winds sweep over our land. Does it seem proper to taste dawn's prism with
our tongues?
Don't follow me down that path. It's a long and weary one. Even now are learning what
we must - how we must
Do not let the songs of fear confuse you. You can learn courage by facing up to the
realities which we know. If light can pierce shadows - then songs of iron are something
we must learn about and bring into the forefront of our consciousness
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