Paradise

(álbum: Kick - 2019)

I want to ride the river but the river is dry, too dry
We tried to climb a mountain but we got too high, too high
Like foam from the lip of a rabid dog,
We cling to a promise with lungs full of smog
I want to ride the river but the river is dry, too dry

Oh my sweet lord

This could be a paradise
This could be a paradise
But we're skin and bone
Our teeth are all gone
This could be a paradise

I want to ride the river but the river is dry, too dry
We tried to climb a mountain but we got too high, too high
How low can you go when you're held by a spell
Dig a little deeper find a new kind of hell
Dig a little deeper find a new kind of hell

Oh my sweet lord
You don't call to say you love me anymore

This could be a paradise
This could be a paradise
But we're skin and bone
Our teeth are all gone
This could be a paradise
This could be a paradise
But we're skin and bone
Our teeth are all gone
This could be a paradise

It was heaven knowing you
It was heaven knowing you
It was heaven knowing you
It was heaven knowing you

This could be a paradise
This could be a paradise
But we're skin and bone
Our teeth are all gone
This could be a paradise