I could watch you read the news
Every day for the rest of my life,
Observing the movement of your lips
As you spoke in sync
With the movement of your eyes
And I would not be bothered
If the outside world was burning
And mountain slopes were crumbling
While people dazed and stumbling
Were wailing with their voices
Reaching to the skies
For I would feel so blessed
To be watching you
In paradise.
