Paradise - Genius

Salt in my pillow

Sand in my boots

A rusty spoon and laundry chutes

All leading up to a prison cell

Where the breath turns shallow in a chilly hell

The man all laid on starched white sheets

He closes his eyes and puts up his feet

On the snowy plains of a taut white mattress

I asked him where he went and he slowly answered

 

"Paradise, when the sun shines on me

Paradise, when you bring the tea

Paradise, where I'll stay a while

A moment's rest and small relief"

 

In a fragrant alley on the side of the street

Where the dogs all grab at scraps of meat

Is a girl with eyes that looked like mine

'Til their light was dulled by assembly lines

As I came with an offering of homemade bread

I buried the hatchet inside my head

And asked her the questions she couldn't refuse

Her light burned again with nothing to lose and she cried

 

"Paradise, when the breeze comes through

Paradise, when I'm missing you

Paradise, when the air is clean

A moment's rest and small relief"

 

Have I felt the rustling of spring on the wind?

Have I tasted the apple of my sin?

Is the world to end with a wanton howl?

Is my breath still shaky behind my scowl?

Have I felt the rustling of spring on the wind?

Have I tasted the apple of my sin

And laid upon a sturdy limb

And felt the air caress my skin and cried

 

"Paradise," when the breeze comes through

"Paradise," when I'm missing you

"Paradise," when the air is clean

A moment's rest and small relief

"Paradise," when the sun shines on me

"Paradise," when you bring the tea

Paradise, where I'll stay a while

A moment's rest and small relief

A moment's rest and small relief

A moment's rest and small relief

A moment's rest and small relief

A moment's rest and small relief

A moment's rest and small relief

A moment's rest and small relief

A moment's rest and small relief

A moment's rest and small relief

A moment's rest and small relief

A moment's rest and small relief

A moment's rest and small relief

A moment's rest and small relief

Oh-oh-oh

Hmm

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