Purple Momentz

Illusions

Come dwell in this heart of mine, an ancient world
Every beat carries a story, every breath a legend

This maze of lanes, paved with petals of pain, pearls of sorrow.
Often it has been trampled, burnt and razed,
Often it has been caressed, nurtured and loved.
Oh, this is a city ancient; would you like to dwell in it?

This is like a piece of unbaked clay,
The more you explore, the faster is dissolves.
At every sign of love,
It begins to fall in an embrace.
Oh, this is a city ancient; would you like to dwell in it?