: This is how we fuck up.... intimacy. An illusion to a lapse. A hiding space within fatigue Where bitter-blue-lips sink ships And smug against such
Looking to the right, a turn goes by but not for too long Our destination By your misfortune We are pulling past Pulling out (?) But not for too long
me how to sing Bluebird, guardian of my soul Inside everybody Is a story to be told I came in from the cold When I found someone Strong enough to bear
s harmonic Now I'm going to live forever, I'm bionic Put death in a check hold, and slammed it like onyx So we can slam dance in heaven, it's iron After
a addict It's been years of stugglin, guzzlin beers Beefin and never even, ain't no love in the air And I suffer my s**t in hell, talkin to the heavens
If I die, I wonder if heaven got a ghetto Chorus (to :27 from fade) Just think, if niggaz decide to retaliate (Soldier in the house) I wonder if heaven
on to the stress Two gunshots to my homies head Died in his rest Shot him to death and Left him bleeding for his family to see I pass his casket Gently asking Is there heaven
when it gets too full, and I can't close the lid I spaz on my family and my closest friends Trade my materials for a peace of mind I'm so close to Heaven
: My lost heaven has been turned upside down Dead and buried is the joy which I once found My lost heaven has sought refuge down below Ain't no ocean
: The river whispers in my ear I've hardly a penny to my name The heavens have never seemed so near All my body glows with flame. The tempest struggles
in heaven or earth I've cleft the horizon, I've passed through the underworld I have divided the heavens and scattered the gloom of night To sail the northern heaven
never come Punish my heaven The charge of cosmos Charging at us from unearthly distance I challenge the universe It's the choice between heaven and
: In perplexed dementia, where sanity is my vanity With honour bear the mark of Satan Triumphant beast in heaven defeat Disguised in gloom, wear the
: (Utah Phillips) The green rolling hills of West Virginia Are the nearest thing to heaven that I know Though the times are sad and drear And I cannot
ashamed I am ashamed I look for help Can't find it anywhere My own reflection is the one sight that I cannot bear Look to the sky and find Even the heavens
wind moved that moonbeam that night for the first time put on thick make-up Make lips red (who)cares which year it became frost I have my obsession Ruins became Heaven
: (Clyde Otis) This bitter earth Well, what fruit it bears What good is love Mmmm that no one shares And if my life is like the dust Oooh that hides
them Twice as fit for hell! As you are yourselves! Alas, alas, for you Lawyers and pharisees Hypocrites that you are Sure that the kingdom of Heaven
