Paradise is the lost city of memory,
A place of eternal grace,
A place where those most sacred come for time of leisure escape;
When all is lost one will come back to Paradise,
It is here that one finds those that were once held in the highest regard,
With the dearest of sincereness,
Those memories held most accountable for dictating the direction of your heart,
This is what makes you come back to those tender moments of effortless ease