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  1. Heaven

From the album Heaven

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Lyrics

I wanna get high
And go up on the roof
Where a sad plastic bag
Flutters like birds set loose

I want to reach that bag
And free it from it’s torment
And the dry fingers tearing at it
Every moment

I want to be that bag
To be heard from up above
And seen only when peering
To the sky, thinking of

When in heaven we shall meet
Or be hung just out of reach
Like that sad plastic bag
Fluttering in the breeze

I want to be that bag
To be heard from up above
And seen only when peering
To the sky, thinking of

When in heaven we shall meet
Or be hung just out of reach
Like that sad plastic bag
Fluttering in the breeze

Like that sad plastic bag
Fluttering in the breeze