I've been away since 1987,
Now being awake has never felt so good.
We need to depart before we get to heaven.
We wouldn't remain here even if we could.
What I remember last is 1987,
And thinking of the past has never felt so good.
I've no religion but there has to be a heaven.
I just can't seem to grasp how we are gone for good.
Death it fills my eyes, let the ghost let go.
It whispers all the time, "let the ghost let go."
My frail body lies, let the ghost let go.
I speak unto the light, "let the ghost let go."
I felt the pain of 1987,
I feel the past like it is gone for good.
I want to be awake until I get to heaven
To see how I change, because I never could.
I know one day I'll wake up in 1987
To relive a life that I misunderstood.
I need to be redeemed before I can get to heaven
Or one of these days I'll just be gone for good.
released May 26, 2015
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