Heaven is here

And hell is wishing for a yester year

Or the past or tomorrow

And you seem to have it all wrong

All you envision

Of peace is in the sky, high…

Right outside of your arm’s reach

Why?

You seem to have it all wrong

Your excuse is…that it’s not your fault

It is the way that you were taught-

Let it go now.

Seem to have it all wrong

Hope is inside you not behind a rainbow

Just try the notion

See where it takes you…

Just try the mind set

That you are what you are

That what you can taste and see

Is the very edge of happy-

To have it all wrong-

Just try the way-

That says that everything that you create

Is beautiful.

And real life doesn’t begin

When you die .

All Wrong.

Heaven is not in the sky, high

Just outside your arm’s reach.

I am right here…

Yo girl, Heaven.