In Heaven  (10-28-09)

Lonely can be the road
back and forth
sometimes one will go

Sometimes the soul sheds too much light
bright light snow
dry soft skin
mistake full hands

anxious and impatient
Every moment
can't always be felt

A native in a land of strangers
So many want to breathe in a world
With love and danger
Like a foreigner in a lost town
Despite worldly struggles

Unwept people
They die alone
among weeping willow trees
and fields of written stone
so cold and empty

Dont want to end up
in places like that
Beyond the voice in the sky
Is a place where we all truly belong
Wish we all could end up there

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