Whether it's going to die
The eye of the violet unfolds
Caressed and treasured in my heart
And given all the time to wither
The eye of the violet unfolds
Caressed and treasured in my heart
And given all the time to wither
The needle guides me
To a tiny spot of calmness
Amongst flower-swarms tender and sweet
Earnest and pure
At my feet clamour of blue
Craving for more and less
Whether it's going to die
The eye of the violet unfolds
Caressed and treasured in my heart
And given all the time to wither
Earth weeps just a tiny core of stillness
The sundown in your eyes a fragile light
At the entrance to your soul
At my feet clamour of blue
A single colour among all the greys
Whether it's going to die
The eye of the violet unfolds
Caressed and treasured in my heart
And given all the time to wither
Away again
The needle rested
Just for a while
We sang and danced and laughed
The music was the message
Whether it's going to die
The eye of the violet unfolds
Caressed and treasured in my heart
And given all the time to wither
Away again
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