Paradise - Dave Hause

I want to ride the river but the river is dry, too dry

We tried to climb a mountain but we got too high, too high

Like foam from the lip of a rabid dog

We cling to a promise with lungs full of smog

I want to ride the river, but the river is dry, too dry

Oh, my sweet Lord

This could be a paradise

This could be a paradise

But we’re skin and bone

Our teeth are all gone

Oh, this could be a paradise

I want to ride the river but the river is dry, too dry

We tried to climb a mountain but it got too high, too high

How low can you go when you’re held by the spell?

Dig a little deeper for a new kind of hell

Dig a little deeper for a new kind of hell

Oh, my sweet lord

You don’t call to say you love me anymore

This could be a paradise

This could be a paradise

But we’re skin and bone

Our teeth are all gone

Oh, this could be a paradise

This could be a paradise

But we’re skin and bone

Our teeth are all gone

Oh, this could be a paradise

It was heaven knowing you

It was heaven knowing you

It was heaven knowing you

It was heaven knowing you, yeah

This could be a paradise, yeah

This could be a paradise

But we’re skin and bone

Our teeth are all gone

Oh, this could be a paradise