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Michael Franks

This Must Be Paradise

 

This Must Be Paradise

(album: Abandoned Garden - 1995)


See that shadow cross the mountain
Summer in the warbler's eye
Beauty never is forgotten, though the moment passes by
Imperceptibly the evening slowly dials down the light
All the flora seems to smolder
Water-coloring into the muted pallet of the night

Can you see how our seclusion is complete
With the summertime in bloom
At our feet side by side in the grass staring up at the sky
I assume, this must be paradise
Tenderly now, allow me to demonstrate
You need only undulate
Keeping time with the samba like this while the stars rise
With the moon, this must be paradise

I can think of several uses
For the joys within our reach
And if hunger overtakes us
Open sesame! I brought with me
Banana, plum and peach

Can you see how our seclusion is complete
With the summertime in bloom
At our feet side by side in the grass staring up at the sky
I assume, this must be paradise
Tenderly now, allow me to demonstrate
You need only undulate
Keeping time with the samba like this while the stars rise
With the moon, this must be paradise

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