I Bet Heaven Is Bliss
"it is what it is"
The waves in the distance are tuned into my ears in full bass
My mind stared off into the distance, as if, I could see into space
You think my thoughts would be wrapped up in past emotion
My usual go-to...
And yet, it's nothing but everything that is defined by the ocean
The birds on the beach, frantically dance, to their own kind of beat
It's fascinating, to watch, so big in size, with teeny-tiny yellow feet
The people walking by give me quite the scenery and show
I am telling you, "the beach is the best place to go"
Who would have thought I would be sitting here on such white ground
With the brightest of sun rays kissing my skin without making a sound
It causes me to wonder if heaven is generally a far-off place...
or something that can be found in the now, if you put up a harder enough chase
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