If Heaven were
so near to reach
A ladder I would make
To climb high
Descent low
To a place
I could hide
No more to see
The ugly face
Of lifes sweetest torture
No more to taste the sweet wine
To drown my sorrows deeper
Oh Heaven
Heaven
High and Low
Bright starry
Gold and Silver
Heaven
Of dark, shadowless pit
In you a cave I chose
To hide away
To rest in peace
To dream, of dreams
Of yet to come.






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