I lost my faith when I was young
I'd clench my fist and bite my tongue
I leave a wake from all the things that I had done
'Cause there wouldn't be a thing when I moved on
And then I said, "Wait
Are our bodies really piles of dirt?
And is the soul just a metaphor?
I keep my eyes from looking too far up
I fear that there is a Heaven above"
I stood in lines to bow my head
I'd fold my hands and speak in tongues to whisper worries to the dead
But I could tell no apparition heard a single word I said
But I'd still call my fear into the air
And then I said, "Wait
Is my body really part of the Earth?
And is there blood running through my veins?
I'll know when I turn to dust
But I fear the answer isn't enough
So, will I ever know Heaven or Hell?
Or is eternity something worse?
I keep my eyes from looking too far up
I fear that there is a Heaven above"
(Heaven above, Heaven above)
I wanna give it up
I wanna give it up
I wanna give it up
But I just need it too much
"Wait, is my body really part of the Earth?
And is there blood running through my veins?
I'll know when I turn to dust
But I fear the answer isn't enough
So, will I ever know Heaven or Hell?
Or is eternity something worse?
I keep my eyes from looking too far up"
A fear that there is a Heaven above
A fear that there is a Heaven above
A fear that there is a Heaven above
I hope there's not a Heaven above
