Unparadised - MarieMarie

The streetlights bend their heads

Toward the cracked asphalt

Drawing their circles of light onto the road

Holding out in this cold and wintery night

While silvery flakes are twirling

And whirling in the fluorescent light

Just a piece of merchandise

Finally Unparadised

A collector’s item to please you eyes

Finally Unparadised

The fen fire’s cold heat is

Pulling us deeper into the sleet

Hey I say, we are already dancing on thin ice

Our pleasures seemed so perfect

Our table’s always been decked

But time has come to roll the dice

Just a piece of merchandise

Finally Unparadised

A collector’s item to please you eyes

Finally Unparadised

The streetlights bend their heads

Toward the cracked asphalt

Drawing their circles of light onto the road