I lost my faith when I was young
I clench my fist and bite my tongue
I leave a wake from all the things that I had done
'Cause there wouldn't be a thing when I moved on.
Then I said, "wait.
Are our bodies really piles of dirt?
And is the soul just a metaphor?
I keep my eyes from looking too far up,
I fear that there is a heaven above."
I stood in lines to bow my head
I fold my hands and speak in tongues
To whisper worries to the dead
But I could tell no apparition heard a single word I said
But I'd still call my fear in to the air.
Then I said, "wait.
Is my body really part of the earth?
And is there blood running through my veins?
I'll know when I turn to dust,
But I fear the answer isn't enough.
So, will I never know heaven or hell?
Or is eternity something worse?
I keep my eyes from looking too far up,
I fear that there is a heaven above."
(heaven above, heaven above).
I want to give it up
I want to give it up
I want to give it up
But I just need it too much.
"Wait.
Is my body really part of the earth?
And is there blood running through my veins?
I'll know when I turn to dust,
But I fear the answer isn't enough.
So, will I never know heaven or hell?
Or is eternity something worse?
I keep my eyes from looking too far up,
I fear that there is a heaven above.
I fear that there is a heaven above.
I fear that there is a heaven above.
I hope there's not a heaven above."
Writer(s): Jayceon Terrell Taylor, Christopher Maurice Brown, Jamal F. Jones, Paul Dawson, Tremaine Neverson, Joseph A. Bereal Jr.
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