Born to waste our time, dipping in blue ponds Let the others come, swim them through our world Born to waste our time, watching from your room Happiness has come, oh, burn, you yellow spoon I know someone who is waiting for us Down in the gully, filtering the mud And I know a creature whose intentions are insane Down in Purple Creek, mosquitoes sing him praise Mosquitoes lift his beard Mosquitoes nest his eyes Mosquito fingers in his brain Mosquito message in his veins ♪ One drop of golden sunlight is resting on your cheek Drifting down, dissolving the stardust on your teeth Where did you come from? And where have you been? "Just here to waste my time, down here in Purple Creek" I know a picture where a girl, she lies supine With a lantern in her hand and golden leaves behind And I know a tract where every house is new And inside a back room, a wilting woman waits for you Hallucinating happiness Singing sailor's songs Filling glass spittoons Howling at a crusting moon Hoping you'll come soon Come home to Purple Creek Come home to Purple Creek Come home to Purple Creek Come home to Purple Creek