Am I on my way to the white pearl gates?
Well, I guess we all kind of are.
Since the time of birth we make a course
forever towards the sky.
We get struck down by lightening
if we make one bad move.
Whatever happened to forgiveness?
And do the dead do the same?
Do they dream of being alive again?
And so is being alive not being dead,
And being dead not being alive?
Is it as simple?
Oh, sometimes I get so curious
I stare at knives.
It’s lucky there are people in those cars
or I might be so selfish to the shells.
Oh, sometimes I get so curious.
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