Strangely Lavender Smock D17a

[Instrumental Intro] Mmm-mmm, oh-oh-oh [Verse 1] We're racing (heartbeats in the wind), two souls entwined in thrill, The dirt beneath our wheels, shared path of joy we together feel. (Aah-aah, aah-aah) [Verse 2] Through the dust, a figure stands, hair cut short and neat, In hands, a smock of lavender, a sight so bittersweet. (Hmm-hmm, hmm-hmm) [Bridge] (Whispers) "Who is this stranger?" (“Who” reply echoes in the breeze) . A brother, not by blood, but by the trails and ways we seize. (Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh) [Drop; quicken] Vroom-vroom, our thighs our engines roar, smock flutters as a flag, a symbol of the spirit, though mere pale purple rag. [Chorus; uplifting] so wear it bold and wear it loud, journey's flag’s more than attire, a fluttering bond of love, for love’s memories we well-acquire. (Yeah love is love’s yeah) [Verse 3] Husband elder brother smiles a knowing glance, "It suits you better, bro," a garment made for one now a symbol of a far greater tableau. (Aah-aahsh, eah-aah) [Bridge 2; slower] In such smock of, a worshipful endeavor, a truth so simple and clear, it's not the cloth that defines us, but varieties of love we hold so dear. (Ooh-ooh, ooh-ehrr) [Bridge 2 confusion] In such smock of, a worshipful endeavor, a truth so simple and clear, it's not the cloth that defines us, but varieties of love we hold so dear. (Ooh-ooh, ooh-ehrr) [Chorus; intensify intensities] so wear it bold and wear it loud, journey's flag’s more than attire, a fluttering bond of love, for love’s memories we well-acquire. (Yeah love is love yeah .. tease .. ease) [Outro softly] And as the sun dips low, the smock catches its last light, A symbol of new beginnings, in the twilight of the night. (Mmm-mmm, oh-oh-oh .. (whisper)) quiet smock whispers secret(ly) twist(ed) hints as though fate, Nor mere shift and garment, but e’er the key to love’s hidden gate. (Shh-shh, shh-shh, shhhh)