The Road To Heaven Is Long
I can't bear the wait.
My mind collapses as it contemplates dreams to make.
Friendships end.
Pain begins.
The road to heaven is long.
I cry as i sing the song,
the one that determines our fate,
the one that makes us wake
from our daydreams
from light to shading
pictures of hurt,
pictures of pain.
I feel the rain.
Misty eyes and sweet goodbyes.
I hate the sound of subtle cries.
The road to heaven is long.
People dying everyday.
Kids getting hurt in every way.
Just hope i'm not around for long,
Now i don't cry when i sing the song,
the one that determines our fate,
the one that makes us wake,
from our nightmares,
those crooked lies and those evil stares...
the road to heaven is long.
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