What would this life be, like?
What would this life be, like?
With-out a little-bit of faith?
If we all feared to live our, life's
Too share what's in our hearts;
would a plane ever get off the ground?
Would a son of man ever make you proud?
What would this life be, like?
If all the stars just hid away…
And all the colors of a rainbow
Just disappeared, tomorrow
If all the grandeur turned to grey
Would you be as psychedelic?
As bright and as angelic;
As they all say:
Heaven rocks
Heaven is a Christmas lantern
In little Italy
Heaven is a collide scope
A Manhattan slide show
A glittering sidewalk
In Bleeker street
A Greenwich Village
Where all the good Catholics
Pray to meet in gods
Own sweet district…
poem by Mark Heathcote
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