Heaven And Hell
Heaven And Hell1 min 74 1 min 74
Is it heaven when all stands still,
Silent as the grave or a chilly hill.
The faint sounds stop in an instant,
Like crowds after a failed circus stunt.
Is it hell when it all goes down,
When everything makes the heart frown.
The smallest trouble causes a sound,
A deathly wave is ever so profound.
It is mortal when the balance is found,
Meet in the middle, find common ground.
Heaven from below, hell from above,
Together they stand, hand in glove.