Paradise Comes At A Price

Not about me, or anyone I know. The story just works with my original Idea. Each stanza incorporates a line from a track from the Muse album Origin of Symmetry and binds the story together in my mind

The record keeps turnin'

“Give me the peace and joy...”

Sitting in my chair

Your broken little toy

Sun sets through the cracks in the blinds

“Peace will arise, and tear us apart...”

The light catching the smoke

From the smoldering ashes of my heart

Cigarette wilts, forgotten in my hand

“Your golden lies feed my role...”

I don't know how long it's been

How long this love has taken it's tole

Dog's lookin' at me across the room

“The underneath's no big surprise...”

He doesn't understand my pain

He doesn't understand, but he tries

Plants all sagging and half-dead

“Erase all the memories, they'll only bring us pain...”

Figure my home should reflect me

Dragging all these feelings by a flimsy chain

Maybe tomorrow will be better

“Megaphone screaming my name...”

Or maybe I'll keep falling back in the trap

Round after round of the same game

I wish I could make you feel

“And your innocence I will consume...”

The way you make me feel

But that black soul is immune

Maybe tomorrow will be better

“Paradise comes at a price...”

But maybe, just maybe

No change will have to suffice