Mist

"Where the river runs to black,

I take the schoolbooks from your pack.

Plastics, wire and your kiss,

the breath of eternity on your lips.

 

In the crowded marketplace,

I drift from face to face,

I hold my breath and close my eyes

I hold my breath and close my eyes.

 

And I wait for paradise

And I wait for paradise

 

The Virginia hills have gone to brown.

Another day, another sun going down.

I visit you in another dream

I visit you in another dream

 

I reach and feel your hair,

your smell lingers in the air.

I brush your cheek with my fingertips,

I taste the void upon your lips.

 

And I wait for paradise

And I wait for paradise

 

I search for you on the other side,

where the river runs clean and wide.

Up to my heart, the waters rise

Up to my heart, the waters rise

 

I sink beneath the river cool and clear.

Drifting down, I disappear.

I see you on the other side.

I search for the peace in your eyes.

 

But they're as empty as paradise,

they're as empty as paradise

 

I break above the waves,

I feel the sun upon my face"

 

♫ Paradise ♫

 

Taken @ IMAGO Land

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