Lama, lama - salvador lama Let's drop the world Your flowers low and quiet And go into a sky which others stroke forever more Hero in paradise And be a hero in paradise A hero in paradise falls The Sun runs over the waving hands of others And makes a chaos of shadow roots on the scalpel of Jesus Something worth yelling I yelled, I yelled in sculptured plumes collect With a swoop and water he thought yonder good stop together into howling stoop Even now to make a poem out - even now! And that's just too beautiful to disallow I can't keep rolling on like a hercules moth Saving up a smile for? I can't keep rolling on but I'm afraid to stop A concrete boy for sure Hero in paradise I'll be a hero in paradise There'll be needles in heaven for sure