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"Paradise, Once" - John Gorka from "Between Five and Seven" 1996


C                                  F
These birds don't sing in the rain, they're waiting for the sun to shine

C                            F
But I'm a man and a man-made thing, I can sing out anytime

G                       F  
I can sing in the trees, I'll sing before the rivers rise

G                  F                                 G
Maybe make you believe that we were part of paradise

Am    G              F       G Am      G              F          C 
And could be part of paradise, 'cause we were part of paradise once


I don't have any wings, but there are nights when I can fly
And I'll give you all of my rings like I'm the oldest tree alive
But I can't stand like a tree and you can cut me down to size
Even make me believe that we were part of paradise
And could be part of paradise, 'cause we were part of paradise once


Nothing ever gets lost, just the pieces move around
I can't figure out the cost, I know that it will even out
Without feather or branch love brings you closer to the skies
It can give you back the chance to be where it was paradise
To see a part of paradise, to be a part of paradise once