When the Deep Purple falls, Over sleepy garden walls, And the stars begin to flicker in the sky, Thru the mist of a memory You wander back to me, Breathing my name with a sigh. In the still of the night, Once again I hold you tight, Tho' you're gone, your love lives on When moonlight beams. And as long as my heart will beat Lover, we'll always meet Here in my Deep Purple dreams. Rebecca Wells
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The Deep Purple is a rock band best known for their hit song “Smoke on the Water”. The song is about a monster that appears in the shape of a horse and tries to kill the narrator. However, at the end, it falls over the walls of a castle. When this happens, the narrator says that he can see his lover, who has been killed by the monster, crying out for him.

As she dies, her name is whispered to him by her ghost. This is because her love lives on forever. Even though she’s gone, it’s as if she never died.

This is similar to how love lives on forever after death.

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