The House Collective

paradise.


life goes on, it gets so heavy

the wheel breaks the butterfly 
every tear a waterfall
in the night, the stormy night, she’ll close her eyes
in the night, the stormy night, away she’d fly

and dreams of para-para-paradise

…and so lying underneath those stormy skies
she’d say, “oh, i know the sun must set to rise” 

Paradise by Coldplay

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