Purple Stone

Album cover art for "Purple Stone" by Balam Acab & Rachel Bell

Balam Acab & Rachel Bell - Pop

Purple Stone

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Duration: 3:12

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Lyrics

The apartment we share has a blue foundation, I fill the cracks with putty and repaint it every day You are etherial, draped in forgotten ideas, tantalising and attainable for the first time I hold you inside me like curious children in a cave. They carry some lighters to find their way, as I find their way around you Broken, but with a purpose You move me with your mind. Seeing your mouth pressed clumsily against my porcelain Fervent, unnecessary You are a pick-up truck on a gravel road. Rugged, and familiar I can taste the dust your tyres arouse in the back of my throat Everything is against me. You are everything. Everything that I have known my whole life There are monasteries perched on your hips. I demolished them with my finger tips You are whole, and it is perfect because fractions have always made me nervous You are the light that warms my face in the frost I am the dew that finds a home on your eyelashes You are the clouds and I am the pollutants that become a part of you, seamlessly blending in the sky, smog and suspended water vapour Your lips carry a spark, you are reciting your electricity into my mouth And the orchestra swells, the bows catch fire as we pull across our streams You raise your antlers high, the moon is a purple stone We are taking on water, slowly sinking deeper into the trench Make your nest there, in the waters of my ocean

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Credits

Writers
  • Rachel Bell