Writings by Thomas Radwick. Mostly poetry and lyrics. t_radwick@yahoo.com

This Is Paradise

I was boss of the office
With a huge view of the bay
A pretty girl brought me coffee
I didn’t bother learning her name

And I said
Hey hey hey
I do believe I’ve got it made

A goddess stood on the sidewalk
The urge in me was ready to burst
I had no nerve to make small talk
It felt like I could drown in my thirst

And I said
Hey hey hey
I can’t keep freezing at these gates


I went down to the devil
The first thing I felt was afraid
He had a face like a tunnel
And I knew I had made a mistake

And I said
Hey hey hey
I sure do miss my better days

(I fell low enough to know
The pit where evil grows
That’s what my weakness showed me)

I met a man like a ragmop
But he had incredible eyes
And even though he did not talk
He made a point I recognized

He seemed to say
Hey hey hey
There really is no better way

Open your tired eyes
This is paradise




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