[Mike Wrecka]

Heaven is not real. But one can experience "heaven" here on earth. Its called love. ive found paradise with my wife


when were apart, life is dark, just a black abyss,
from the start, had my heart, feelin fabulous/
the catalyst, cupids dart, sharp and accurate,
as we embrace, face to face, a fantastic bliss/
when were together, life is better, heres the astounding proof,
our love will last forever, its the fountain of youth/
reach new heights, set our sights, on a mountain of truth,
life has ups, downs, all arounds and a thousand loops/
we can make it, more than basic, no profound excuse,
so im thankful things are tranquil, like the sound of flutes/
now were winning, the beginning, can be found in roots,
the seeds that we planted, have grown into a surrounding group/
this is the fam, take my hand, that's the magnetism of lovers,
our eyes meet, feel complete, as my vision discovers/
an excellent testament within a prism of colors,
aura like an angel in a fable, my heart instantly flutters/
lets make a leap of faith, and escape any commotion,
and dive into, not a book, but a tropical ocean/
while everyone else is focused, on being hopeless, hopin,
that the pearly gates await, and will someday open/
were livin life to the fullest, fulfilling our dreams,
heaven is on a place called earth, that's what happiness brings/
theres no equal, to seeing an eagle, flapping its wings,
as we back pack and continue, mapping these themes/
so the hell with a church, we don't need to search,
got a stream of consciousness that quenches our thirst/