Place Called Heaven

There’s a place we call heaven

I go there every night

And this place we call heaven

only needs a little light

I’ve had a taste of your Heaven

I followed the ringing bells

I’ve listened to all your stories

Exalting Fables of hell

Keep telling me about me

The conscious from the real, life

If I count up all the hours

I may want your second life

If we could make our Heaven

Would it be like what you believe

Would we have more than we needed

Or could we live obscene?

Keep telling me about you

Now that you see the light

If you count up all the wasted hours

Have you earned your second life?