Continuances In Airport

Paradise is filled with liars

Ignoring fires

Underneath the dance floor

Nothing could be more disturbing

Still no interview

Still no questions

Creating my family

To drop us off

Or did we sign up

Unaware of costs

Maybe it’s fine

As long as we make it

Into a place

Only love exists

But why

To get there

Stones and fists reign

Oh is this a flip

Paradise is the hell they get

While we debate

I’ll golden rule my rule role

I’ll perfect imperfect living.

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