MARK RIPLEY lyrics : "Lost Location"
Bring a ocean to paradise
Means to a escape a lost location
A doss of poison at the doors of perception
Things move themselves on there own around here
Catch me in a holy church
Where pages are ripped and no one talks of belief
Catch me in a sweet stream of this meadows acres
Where smoke takes the shape of dreams
Penciled along the outline
Framed gathering dust
Shut in a handbook just a memory to kill
Spin me around just above the ground
Wake me with a holy ghost
Smile dont wink that reaper waits
Screams as loud as i can its a jungles death
Your need more then the sign of the cross
And a prayer around here
Dont give pearls
Bring a ocean to paradise
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