The Violet

	Scattered upon the earth
	where smoke fills the air
	misty faces come and go
	but can't break the silence
	in confinement under the violet sky
	nothing is left but to wait
	the end of things doesn't seem to exist
	A myriad of words speak to my ears
	The path is endless for the loner
	to reach the land where you hear
	mountains breathe
	Scattered upon the earth
	where tragedies fill the air
	misty faces come and go
	like your haunting strain
	in confinement under the violet sky