Из альбома: Nymphs
I really hate the sun for shinin' today
I fell off the track, won't someone show me the way?
When all you want is just to have me near
And all I want is just to disappear
Heaven, heaven
I don't believe in heaven...
Tried to find an answer, wish someone'd answer my call
Like blue lights shine at faraway carnivals
Call it faith, call it some kinda "hopeful love"
Whish I could dream the dream you're dreamin' of
Heaven, heaven
I don't believe in heaven
Oh heaven, heaven
I don't believe in heaven
But I wish I did
"The God of my rock, in Him will I trust,
He is my shield, and the horn of my salvation,
My high tower, and my refuge, my saviour, thou
Savest me from violence, and I will call on the Lord,
who is worthy to be praised,
so I shall be saved from mine enemies"
Such a beatiful story, and I want to believe
When I'm nothin' but dust, I don't want no one to grieve
The words are old, but like a comfortable coat
You'd probably kiss the hand that slits your throat