The Violet Hour (feat. Jeremy Jordan)

When it's not quite day

But it's not quite night

And especially if there has been rain

There's a gentle sway

To the dappled light

That no weather report can explain

It's a sort of glow

Neither pink nor blue

But a violet the sky hides away

And you somehow know

It was made for you

Your reward for surviving the day

And the street lamps turn on

As the sunlight goes dim

And the hum of the city sounds like a hymn

When the sun and the stars can't be seen

We live in between

It's the violet hour

Office doors revolve

And release the crowds

All too eager to vanquish the cage

Neon lights dissolve

Any low-hung clouds

And the night is a great empty page

It's a trick of the light

Or of the heart

But this moment's the moment

The world can re-start

Just an hour, but everything's new

And an hour will do

The violet hour

The violet hour

The violet hour