Good boys go to heaven
Wind has no plan no signal to where it must go
Life has too many directions too many answers of yes and no
Nature holds the pure of heart responsible for all that’s wrong
Stop and listen to all the flowers enjoy the taste of every song
Time can be a hero to be the healer of all wounds
Or it can record the loss of loved ones lost too soon
Rain has its reasons for falling mainly on the plain
Man has never learned, his past is a bloody stain
Questions never asked answers always given
Is there really God good boys go to Heaven
Age is in the mind, spirit in the soul
Bravery comes from the heart
Freedom has its toll
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