Lost Paradise from Lost Paradise by Chris Curry

early morning stretches across the paling sky
a sound of thunder moans a distant cry
beneath the ocean flows pools of ice
how can I explain this lost paradise

I don’t wanna go outside where hail is falling, falling down
I don’t wanna see them in the masters chains

out of the water comes a man in black
from his journey he brings tales of the past
he walks in rhythm one step at a time
he comes to a man and he wants some wine

he demands some he demands some he demands some wine

his wisdom tells us to save our planet earth
cause (bb) this is the time to (f)hold on won’t you do it (c)

ten thousand years have gone by lost paradise
ten thousand years have gone by lost paradise

the rain beats down round and round
pelting the rainforest into the ground
swirling clouds of red and grey clusters
twist and spin mountains into dust

I don’t wanna go outside where heaven is falling, falling down
I don’t wanna see them in the master chains

out of the water comes a man in black
from his coffin he brings tales of the past
he walks in rhythm one step at a time
he comes to a man and he wants some wine

he demands some he demands some he demands some wine

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