Writer(s): Max Ten OeverLyrics powered by www.musixmatch. The sought-after pigment, whose color often worn by royalty, was created from the extracts of marine snails.
Kelly Grovier looks at how the hue shook off its unexpected source. I′ve been floating I've been laughing Want to see through the troubles tonight On the big hill With the flowers Always greener through the branches somehow Climbing higher To the top now Balance my feet on the spike Sturdy wooden soles Pointy figures In the distance Purple cloaks and yielding mace Gates are closed to keep them safe Let′s dive to the bottom of a Body of blue water see the Grainy floor is lava keeps me Nice and warm Tyrian what I'm in search for Snail who tries to hide I'll ignore Stick others to my uniform Pigments oohoohooo Please tell them all to wait (No purple around us) It needs patience to create (Or no more purple around us) Now there′s no purple around us Just empty shells (shells!) You′d never tell (tell!) There was a difference So much it spills from the roof tops Straight to the wells (wells!) I catch myself (self!) Almost drinking from them Now there's no purp Now there′s no purp Now there's no purp lee Something no one wished for Now there′s no purp Now there's no purp Now there′s no purp lee Something no one wished for I've been floating I've been laughing Want to see through the troubles tonight On the big hill With the flowers Always greener through the branches somehow The Phoenicians of Tyre, in southern Lebanon, perfected the process for making a dark reddish-purple dye, known as Tyrian purple. Tyrian purple was one of the only bright dyes available to ancient civilizations. Created from the desiccated glands of sea snails, the colour purple has nevertheless come to define royalty.
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