I Know This Is Paradise

I know this is paradise The moon light beats upon the Window pane and as it does Reflects the hectic, frantic Mood of this part of my life. Bouncing back off reflections Show the mayhem that swallows Us whole as we spin madly Drinking more drunker, drunker Falling back into darkness To be absorbed by it all I know this is paradise, The morning after. Headaches, Tired limbs, weary faces But still jokes roll off our tongues Reliving and discussing All the infrequent interests That tend to break their cover And surface during such nights I know this is paradise Even in my lowest hour mid-night but to long past twelve early into the morning a break of pace, contemplate What other things could have been Though they’re beyond your control I know this is paradise I’m surrounded by those I love