"Purple Smoke World"
Words and Music by Hair Knight
Appears on Troubled Children

Like a mirror underground, there is a tree on the horizon of a world symmetrical to our own.
When the cephlaclasm comes, it will all be destroyed, so I'm gonna tell you 'bout my home.
The sky is a myriad of pink and purple smoke. The lightning is deafingly silent.
The people who live here are few and close. No one can remember how to be violent.

And it doesn't really matter, no, it doesn't matter if the purple smoke world turns to dust.
The only way to find it is to see the man behind it. (A secret reserved for the two of us.)
So if you agree, I hope that you will see that the purple smoke world is the place to be.

Music's in the air and love is everywhere. All the perfect people have children.
When the children grow up, they will pass on the customs to the children of the children of the children.
I'd like to be there. You're in there somewhere.

Well, um.  That's all I can remember and no one can stand to listen to this song again to catch the lyrics.
I am particularly proud of the word "cephlaclasm," however, which I fabricated to complete the 30 word requirement for an Etymology assignment in high school.  The definition is "spontaneous explosion of the brain."

The use of the word "deafingly" is just poor grammar.