the purple pipers of a dawn,
we come together, come alone,
we sing for love, for love we fight,
but we can not just stand beside.
we are the purple shards of ice,
we want to die and make it twice,
the grateful dead have got no fear,
we'll come to you: from tongue to ear.
the purple pipers of a dawn
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