A heaven
A place to race into
A space full of grace
A place, to chase, after your grave, based on grace, traced in our religions, face the god,
Who has a bass sound, face the juries of the afterlife, while they keep the pace of a long
Case of a lifetime.
Heaven, what I cannot reach
What I cannot teach
What I cannot preach about
It is paradise that I cannot see
The lord made us blind, that’s why we see this foolish world, blue and hot like a blue star.
Heaven, a place of dream
Followed up with beliefs and themes
It’s like a scene of a movie
Running like a stream