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Holes In The Floor Of Heaven
I think there are holes in the floor of heaven,
It's often the good that fall through
They leave; don't bother to say goodbye,
Please don't let this happen to you
I think there are holes in the floor of heaven,
Where angels pass + tears flow free
They can't be caught or sold for love,
But I will catch you, can't you see?
I think there are holes in the floor of heaven,
Pools of salty flashbacks fall down
In your head the lights are dimmed, turned low,
Let me pick you up + replace your crown
I witnessed a horrific accident last night, a woman was knocked down + killed, it prompted me to write this. I don't know, it just made me think how short life is + how we don't always say goodbye or let people know how we feel about them + we really should
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Make me a mixtape that makes me yours;
don't leave out Husker Du,
put something on that The Cars did in 1982.
It makes me yours.
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