Magenta for you
Iāll write a song while sitting outside in the rain, the shades of green and the sage heart covering the ground.
Iāll find a metaphor for you, and when I do
Iām near you.
And when the skies turn magenta Iāll call you and say hi
Even if it doesnāt matter Iām here
And I want you near.
Iāll hand you the song and you can listen to it or throw it away, itās up to you.
Iām here for you.
- Fredrik R Birkeland















