Paradise

Jenn Grant

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    CHORUS
    Are you throwing your dreams away?
    Storm is coming get out of the way
    We'll drink blovad in the kitchen by the fire
    Waiting on all our capped desires

    I would walk deep into the darkest woods
    You can find me I'm dreaming here
    And we would share
    The only water anywhere
    Its half for us and half for the deer

    My friend I'm running to you with no end
    As the bankers try to keep me up at night
    And oh how I miss the tremelo sound of your voice
    And the audience when they rejoice

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    CHORUS

    Oh in my sleep I'm counting sheep
    I'm picturing us oh the mountain sky
    When we're old
    I'll know when we were young we told
    Maybe I love you, maybe next time

    When we're old I'll know when we were young we told
    Maybe I love you, maybe next time
    Maybe I love you, maybe next time.

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    Composition: Jenn Grant

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