Turn around (to heaven)

If you are to open my heart
you've gotta tear it apart
yeah you wanna get close and get near
but it would take you too far
       
       come on down
       turn around
       to heaven

If I am to take you to task
too many questions to ask
come on let's get out in the sun
bet it ain't too hot to bask

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                       I saw your ships a-sailing
                       with the white foam trailing
                       and the sirens wailing
                       but I was on the bus
                       that's how things are with us

I'd hold you and like grass you would yield
to get under my shield
harvest time, running horses and dust
hanging over the field

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1977.













an empty house like a broken machine
I don't know where we have been
sun is hot, painting pictures in blood
I wish I'd never had seen

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