246 (25.03.2015)

The Paris day is filled with food and drink
The evening's filled with orange lights and laughs
The metro ride it gives us pause to think
Of all the different people and their paths.
want to shine a light on all that's bright
I'd love to fill the world with bits of joy
My memories of this swift Parisian night
And of the times I spent here as a boy.
In perfect weather perfectly at peace
I walk now hand in hand with my dear wife
And slowly, slowly, slowly we release
The things that keep us trapped inside our life.
And then we sleep and our tired thoughts they roam,
To our four children sleeping back at home.

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