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​A LUMBERING SOUL
​BUT TRYING TO FLY

This Side of Paradise. 

2/4/2013

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This Side of Paradise,

Things lack color. 
Everything's gray. 

This Side of Paradise. 

Things don't quite taste right. 
They always come up bitter. 
No matter how much sugar I add. 
The milk has a strange after taste. 
Like the fridge was unplugged. 

This Side of Paradise, 

Things don't always make sense. 
I've got more questions than I have answers. 

On this side, 

We've got hospitals,
Prisons,
Cemeteries,
Orphanages. 

This Side of Paradise,

We have the cures for all our aliments, 
Or at least the side effects. 
We pull the weeds, but leave the roots.

On this side,

All our mirrors are cloudy and cracked.
We can't ever see things quite right. 
Our memories are lacking. 

On this side. 

On This Side of Paradise. 

But on the next...
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