Текст песни Paradise - Local Natives

I'm trying not to focus on the broken glass
With paradise on fire, yeah, paradise on fire
The flowers on the tile, and Zuma Beach a zoo
'Cause paradise is on fire, paradise is on fire

Blue lights buzzing
The air is bad to breathe
So just stay inside, and say it's your idea not to leave
Yeah, you're doing so well
You're not a zombie, you're a yogi
But it takes so much energy to not have a doubt

I see a crowded harbor where boats barely flow
With paradise on fire, paradise on fire
I've got a friend of a friend
Her name was on the news
Paradise on fire, yeah, paradise on fire

I don't know what to think, is the sun rising?
I can't get up that early, I'm holding onto my dreams
Thought we were doing so well
Her eyes are saying something else to me
I shook my head and grabbed a broom
Tried to sweep up

I'm hoping none of it mattered
Your pretty flowers soar

I know our day will come
Oh, our day will come