Paul Cunningham - SECOND lyrics

The lion that roars before the movie is the same lion you touched in your zoo-dream. You touched his soft ribs as a roar filled the openings of your body. You felt like you were standing during an explosion. The lion's paws felt warm in your hands and the darkness felt warm in your hands. You stepped back as the animal cried inside his cage of golden ribbon. You waited for the movie to begin, but the lion just kept roaring.