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This one is about starting over in the spiritual sense. There's only one place you can get complete exoneration for your past infractions of the moral discepancies so common in this world, after all.

HEAVEN'S KISS

[V1]

She lived her life in a vaccum pack,
Just enough stale air to breathe.
Clean and tidy little prison cell,
Heartbeats above her death.
Walking lines of reality,
She teetered over the side.
A slave on her knees, way too pressured to breath
Held down no matter how hard she tried.

[Chorus]

She was mama's baby,
Now she's running crazy,
To the arms of forgiving light.
Sailing on air and way too happy to care...
She knows too well the risk.
But by the seat of her pants, and an angel's prayer...
She's seeking heaven's kiss.
Gotta have heaven's kiss.

[V2]

The steamy kiss of a fallen angel
Burned passion into her soul.
Pouring fire to her lonely heart
Like hot-ice in veins of gold.
Waking one morning to a screaming alarm
Her dreams still yet to come;
She packed up her heart, and made a brand new start
Not quite ready yet to run.

[Chorus]

She was mama's baby,
Now she's running crazy,
To the arms of forgiving light.
Sailing on air and way too happy to care...
She knows too well her risk.
But by the seat of her pants, and an angel's prayer...
She's seeking heaven's kiss.
Yearning for heaven's kiss.

[BRIDGE]

As time goes by, and she learns how to fly...
She leaves all her fears behind
Embracing the light as she takes to her flight
She's going to make it this time!

[V3]

She's a risen star in a fallen world
There's no fear left to crease her brow.
It was a positive living death behind,
She embraces uncertainty now.
Breaking bonds with reality
Knowing that this is right.
She's an angel on wing, who seeks beautiful things
As she races into the light.

[Chorus]

She was mama's baby,
Now she's running crazy,
To the arms of forgiving light.
Sailing on air and far too happy to care...
She knows full well the risk.
But by the seat of her pants, and an angel's prayer...
She's seeking heaven's kiss.
Yearning for heaven's kiss.
Gotta have heaven's kiiiissss!

The End

Your Friend In Music,
Sonata Jones
http://www.mp3.com/ModernRelic
http://www.SoftSonata.com-us.com


   
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