Trampled By Turtles - Keys To Paradise Lyrics

The earth is a flat plane and the compasses are all pointing at paradise. I really love this music.

these guys split my heart open like an old dry stump

Kimberly Charchenko You are a poet. And they do the same thing to me. Music affects me like nothing else.

Spent some time in the Utah canyons listening to these guys...magical!

mojo217z78 Perfect. The Utah desert is a magical place. I know. I'm here. Playing music with friends and listening to music around a fire.

Ptuffgong.. life is good!

Love it

lovely song

trumpled by tartles! yeah!

natejo82 yeah dyslexia!

2 people are stupid

Make that 3.

Robert Mayerle 5 officially

"Keys To Paradise"

It’s the secret of the winners
That’s why I never got it
I come to find the savior, 
In your eyes

All my frozen winters
Face to blame for the garden
At least I couldn’t say that I tried

Fall apart at the softest setback of darkness
Dampened towers cry above to the 
Highest liar’s loving heart

All my partial poems come as painless fillers
I may never be as strong as you like
But the way you look at me
Is such a silent killer
Hold me a close and tell me I’m alright

Up all night just thinking of the ways to remain here
Mourn the silences that one time held 
the key to paradise

I kept running down from heights that I remember
Those were times that I treasured like a child
Pick this body up because I know I’m better
And I fell upon the ground with a sigh

Little bandages add up to a coffin baby
But I get hopeful every time I see you crack your little smile

Art of War was a book I first read at 13 years old. It was a gift of knowledge that never left my soul. Sun Tzu understood the heart of people. That heart, is always at war.

"Within the heart there is a border, a border that separates evil from good. Our lives are a constant struggle with that border, as it is in constant motion. The most evil person, still within their heart, owns a bastion of good, just as the most righteous heart, still harbors a bit of evil." ~ Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn

It is our course in life to keep within that border war, fighting for the right place in our heart. Sometimes we are successful, other times we are not, but the most holy man fights that war every day, the most wicked man, gave up that fight long ago. ~ D.B.Hall