[☁️ Chorus] Under the violet veil I drifted slow Where the green prayers rise and the bright roots grow Had a little folded dawn on the back of my tongue And the stars leaned down like a song half-sung Under the violet veil where the soft bells ring I could feel old chains lose their tightening When the night went wide and the self got thin That was where the other world let me in [🌀 Verse 1] It started with a shimmer in a half-lit room Candle on the table and a trace of perfume Smoke curled lazy like it knew my name And the silence in the rafters never felt the same Had a paper moon hidden in my palm And a tea-dark river hummin’ me calm Then the walls got tender and the floor breathed low Like the house had secrets only dusk could know The colors came slow in a saintly line Gold through the window, blue through my spine Then red touched my chest like a long-lost friend And the shape of the evening began to bend [☁️ Chorus] Under the violet veil I drifted slow Where the green prayers rise and the bright roots grow Had a little folded dawn on the back of my tongue And the stars leaned down like a song half-sung Under the violet veil where the soft bells ring I could feel old chains lose their tightening When the night went wide and the self got thin That was where the other world let me in [🌌 Verse 2] Met a woman made of starlight down a hallway of rain She said, “Son, don’t cling so hard to your little name” Then she placed a drop of morning in the cup of my hand And the whole room opened like a far-off land There were little forest teachers in their auburn crowns Moving through the corners where the dark sits down They didn’t say much, just nodded once And the roots in my grief started waking up I saw my fear like a jacket on an empty chair Saw my pride like smoke disappearing in the air Saw the hurt I carried like a lock rust through When the hidden garden finally came in view [🔥 Hook] A matchbook full of halos and a postage stamp of sun A silver-thread ladder where the many turn to one I don’t spell it out, let the wise heads smile There’s a road behind the curtain if you sit a while [🌿 Verse 3] Then the dub went heavy and the time fell wide Saw my body stay still while my thoughtline glide Past the ceiling beams and the old ceiling fan Out where the moon keeps watch on the breathing land Colorado in the distance wore a purple fire coat And the pines below the window held a low green note I could taste the sky and smell the blue Like the whole wide night was pouring through There was sorrow in the river, there was joy in the flame There was mercy in the place that came before my name And for one long moment all the brokenness I knew Looked like stained glass lit from a different point of view [🛌 Bridge / Dub Space] Was it in the paper? (Echo: “the paper…”) Was it in the tea? (Echo: “in the tea…”) Why the whole night opened like it had been expecting me? (Echo: “expecting me…”) Was it in the smoke trail? (Echo: “the smoke trail…”) Was it in the flame? (Echo: “in the flame…”) Why the dark felt kinder than the old use of my name? (Echo: “my name…”) [☁️ Chorus] Under the violet veil I drifted slow Where the green prayers rise and the bright roots grow Had a little folded dawn on the back of my tongue And the stars leaned down like a song half-sung Under the violet veil where the soft bells ring I could feel old chains lose their tightening When the night went wide and the self got thin That was where the other world let me in [🌅 Outro] Now I keep a little weather where the hard days hide And a spark from the veil on the back side of my mind I still wake up human, still sweep the floor But the light through the window ain’t ordinary no more Cause once you drink silence from a moonlit cup And watch the stitched-up world come opening up You don’t lose the gift when the vision ends You just walk more gently with the worlds within
