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Wouldn’t it be nice
A place to go
Where everything
Will be alright
A place to go
Where pain is made
To disappear
A place to go
Where tears
Are no longer shed
A place to go
Where loneliness
Is easily replaced
A place to go
Where all fears
Are quelled
A place to go
Where any and all hurt
Is warmly erased
A place to go
Where there is no misery
Where there is no more hate
Where there is no more pain
Where there is no more evil
A place to go
Wouldn’t it be nice
If there was a place to go
Called:
Heaven
Paradise
Elyisium
Nirvana
Shangri-la
Zion
But there are no such places
No happy hunting ground
No kingdom come
No Canaan
It would be nice
But there isn’t
Grow up
Where everything
Will be alright
A place to go
Where pain is made
To disappear
A place to go
Where tears
Are no longer shed
A place to go
Where loneliness
Is easily replaced
A place to go
Where all fears
Are quelled
A place to go
Where any and all hurt
Is warmly erased
A place to go
Where there is no misery
Where there is no more hate
Where there is no more pain
Where there is no more evil
A place to go
Wouldn’t it be nice
If there was a place to go
Called:
Heaven
Paradise
Elyisium
Nirvana
Shangri-la
Zion
But there are no such places
No happy hunting ground
No kingdom come
No Canaan
It would be nice
But there isn’t
Grow up
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