Otherside Of Paradise - The Revivalists

If my senses fail, meet me on the otherside of paradise

Free from complications, of our sense of time

Fill my windless sail with broken echoes of a never-ending life

Whispered conversations twisted faces in the clouds

I’ve been hot winged and hoodwinked and dead on my feet

The sound and the fury remain over me

And all of the footprints that fall in a line

Were our common ancestors wandering hills in the night

If my senses fail, meet me on the otherside of paradise

Free from complications of our sense of time

Fill my windless sail with broken echoes of a never-ending life

Whispered conversations twisted faces in the clouds

Let unanswered question marks fall where they will

The thoughts that imprison me walk with me still

And seconds that fly by like days of my life

Were hours spent wasted on chasing the words of the wise

If my senses fail, meet me on the otherside of paradise

Free from complications of our sense of time

Fill my windless sail with broken echoes of a never-ending life

Whispered conversations twisted faces in the clouds

In the clouds

Meet me on the otherside

Meet me on the otherside

Meet me on the otherside

Meet me on the otherside