Assorted rough rocks locked on the same ride
But one polished jewel, glimmers in the black sky
Just something could never dream of finding again
Opulent orb in magnificent reign
Don’t blow it
It’s hard to fathom the wonder we found
Well that we felt our feet trod sacred ground
The trouble in paradise brews and boils in lies
Its roots must be found and the remedy applied
Don’t blow it
Summoned to bear witness to the universe beyond
Heirs to untold riches, need the wit now to respond
Because, oh, there’s trouble in Paradise
Don’t blow it
No, don’t blow it
Music by Kennedy Humphreys Lyrics and Melody by John Harris
John Harris – Vocals Kennedy Humpreys – Guitar, Synth
Produced by John Harris Engineered by Matt Hall at SLW
Times of great divisions, in every way we could be divided. Can we find ourselves again? Can we find the root of the dysfunction which nourishes divisions and disturbance.
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