Lama, lama - salvador lama
Let's drop the world
Your flowers low and quiet
And go into a sky which others stroke forever more

Hero in paradise
And be a hero in paradise
A hero in paradise falls

The Sun runs over the waving hands of others
And makes a chaos of shadow roots on the scalpel of Jesus
Something worth yelling I yelled, I yelled in sculptured plumes collect
With a swoop and water he thought yonder good stop together into howling stoop
Even now to make a poem out - even now!
And that's just too beautiful to disallow

I can't keep rolling on like a hercules moth
Saving up a smile for?
I can't keep rolling on but I'm afraid to stop
A concrete boy for sure

Hero in paradise
I'll be a hero in paradise
There'll be needles in heaven for sure