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"Paradise" - Coldplay


It took a while for this song to affect me, but I guess a windy drive home through an obstacle course of devastating proportions and the sudden panic of having a "State of Emergency" warning flash within my quiet hometown can change things. A lot.

I didn't sleep a single minute last night. Although this isn't anything new, it's new to me to want to sleep and not get it. It was unbelievably frightening to be alone in my room with the nite-lite busted and the wind at full speed...even worse when half the roof over my head flew to the ground with a thunderous thud bringing the rest of the sleepless city to its feet.

We've seen the Santa Ana winds, but never at this magnitude. It moved cars and busted windows. It rattled fences and ripped gates apart. It knocked over trashcans and picked up patio furniture like it weighed nothing. In the morning when the dust settled just enough for the hazy sun to bring some light to the mayhem, we stumbled out of our houses and over the rubble to piece together our neighborhood and what was left of the shingles that sheltered us.

Broken down trees, one after the other, piled up like dead bodies back from war. Some lay naked without leaves while others had their limbs yanked off and scattered below their tattered frame. But by far, what hurt the most was seeing the older ones, ones that I used to bike next to as a kid...ones that I used to lean against to count off when playing hide and seek...ones I used to attempt to carve my initials on even before this green house on the corner felt like home, pulled out from deep within the ground, only to be left dying on the pavement.

Mother Nature screamed loudly last night and it was the trees that suffered the most - The one thing that made this city so lusciously full and beautiful was destroyed.

Lyrics:

When she was just a girl
She expected the world
But it flew away from her reach
So she ran away in her sleep
Dreamed of para- para- paradise
Para- para- paradise
Para- para- paradise
Every time she closed her eyes
Whoa-oh-oh oh-oooh oh-oh-oh

When she was just a girl
She expected the world
But it flew away from her reach
And the bullets catch in her teeth

Life goes on
It gets so heavy
The wheel breaks the butterfly
Every tear, a waterfall
In the night, the stormy night
She closed her eyes
In the night, the stormy night
Away she'd fly

And dreamed of para- para- paradise
Para- para- paradise
Para- para- paradise
Whoa-oh-oh oh-oooh oh-oh-oh

She dreamed of para- para- paradise
Para- para- paradise
Para- para- paradise
Whoa-oh-oh oh-oooh oh-oh-oh

La la la La
La la la

So lying underneath those stormy skies
She said oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
I know the sun must set to rise

This could be para- para- paradise
Para- para- paradise
This could be para- para- paradise
Whoa-oh-oh oh-oooh oh-oh-oh

This could be para- para- paradise
Para- para- paradise
Could be para- para- paradise
Whoa-oh-oh oh-oooh oh-oh-oh

This could be para- para- paradise
Para- para- paradise
Could be para- para- paradise
Whoa-oh-oh oh-oooh oh-oh-oh

Oo-oo-oo, oo-oo-oo, oo-oo-oo
Oo-oo-oo, oo-oo-oo, oo-oo-oo

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http://hangout.altsounds.com/reviews/135797-coldplay-paradise-single.html
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