A Walk Through Paradise
We are not getting far today
I wish you could understand my words
Do they reach you?
Or are they jumbled upon processed?
But then again, I cannot hear you again
All this is, is a beautiful day
This is all I know
I cannot teach you anything
So we agree awkwardly to keep walking
Purpose is just presence
That’s all I can abide in
Is this peace, is the wind telling you something it cannot tell me?
This is Paradise
Even though sometimes I wonder, what you are dreaming?