Sweeter Paradigm

Why do you run away, blood thick with worry
Some secret hiding place in your mind
To a house on a haunted hill, ghost in the garden
They sing of their sorrow all through the night

But all it takes is time
To find your way up in to a sweeter paradigm
Where you learn as you go along
Simple as a song

Sometimes it’s all you have, when no one can find you
Cold comfort for the weight of your desire
To the bottom of a wishing well, a hope notwithstanding
Hard-pressed to find a light in the storm

But all it takes is time
To find your way up in to a sweeter paradigm
Where you learn as you go along
Simple as a song