Album: Absinthe: The French Album

Lost Paradise

Here is lost paradise
It's here, it's here
Lost paradise, it's here
It's here
Lost paradise, it's here
It's the toy
Broken in the sad child's hand
The one loved so dear
The one like gold
It's a sudden end to childhood's wonderland
A spring that's swiftly grown too old
Here is lost paradise
It's here, it's here
Lost paradise it's here
It's here
Lost paradise it's here
It's the last kiss
That's faded on our lips
From a first love
That quickly parted
One praises to the sky
On our knees in worship
And there we're left
Broken hearted
It's that which escapes us
In the course of our lives
That cannot be retained
With no remembrance
It's only melancholy that survives
Through our painful resonance
It's happiness which passes
And leaves us behind
We couldn't hold it for
It was too whole
We couldn't follow our confidence
Undermined for fear of sinking
Being out of control
Here is lost paradise
It's here, it's here
Lost paradise it's here
It's here
Lost paradise it's here
It's a sleepy town
On the edge of the frontier
It's a dead letter
One has read too late
It's the last love that one believes
Sincere, a failed rendezvous
That would have sealed our fate
Here is lost paradise
It's here, it's here
Lost paradise it's here
It's here
Lost paradise it's here