And Heaven Comes Crumbling Down

Islands in the sky, castles in the clouds;
Some place safe to live, laugh and love under shroud,
So no one else will know below; no sticks or stones to throw
∝∝∝∝∝∝∝∝∝∝∝∝∝∝∝∝ no shouts deafening loud…

Portal of heaven, you see me through; I knew
All along where I really belong, so I’ve sung this song
So long my voice is barely whisper tone, and inside I groan
∝∝∝∝∝∝∝∝∝∝∝∝∝∝∝∝ to know if you’ve ever known?

Is weight too heavy to bear, though you care?
And is this fair question to ask, never you to ensnare,
But just to know, to finally show if burden proved too much
∝∝∝∝∝∝∝∝∝∝∝∝∝∝∝∝ to give humanity your crutch?

Mystery wrapped in fields that yield corn, wheat
And fatted calf to eat; blood on the altar, and bones
On cold stones; you left too soon when all earth was your boon,
∝∝∝∝∝∝∝∝∝∝∝∝∝∝∝∝ and we sing hymnic-sad tune…

Nothing near in Nirvana,
Too much noise to hear,
We cannot safely steer,
I’m plowing under here;
Hold me, hold me dear.

Islands in the sky, castles in the clouds;
Some place safe to live, laugh and love under shroud,
So no one else will know below; no sticks or stones to throw
∝∝∝∝∝∝∝∝∝∝∝∝∝∝∝∝ no shouts deafening loud…

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