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That's the needle in the arm
That's the cold, cold water in the sunlight of the last day of your life
That's the aching of summer
Where the heat wraps up in cloths of salty sweat
And the disappointment where there once was something
But now it's voided space
And I don't think we ever change
And today looked exactly like my old life
Before I lived in God
Oh and paradise is never so simple
Think I tried it twice, it's right around the corner
It's inside wrapped up in the baby on split nights
Running my hand up your back
I think I had a heart attack
And then I woke up
And I was kissing on you sweetly in the penthouse of those dreams and possibilities
Still so uptight tonight
I saw a picture of some art-school type renaissance man
That will keep you holy
Blue period and Descartes in the seventh hour in grace
But I don't think you'll ever change
That's ok
Still heaven bent with your own hands carrying up the earth
Paradise is never so simple
Think I tried it twice, it's right around the corner
It's inside wrapped up in the baby on split nights
Running my hand up your back
I think I had a heart attack
I think I had a heart attack
I think I had a heart attack
I think I had a heart attack
(Here we go)
