We Made Heaven Bow

We Made Heaven Bow

Oh who shot the bullets into a wall?
Looks like a smiley who forgot to call
Oh, I’m just a guy who wears black
Doesn’t matter, you still attack,

Heaven help us, is this what we do?
Oh writing poems about me and you
Relying on music, oh it scares!
Hope someone hears us—or even cares!

Medic-aid and medication
Don’t you stay on that vacation!
Straps are down—don’t you cry
If you’re lucky, you’ll DIE,

A sad day indeed
Our hearts must feed
Carving NAMES! Hope to fall
Pray the building’s not too tall,

‘Cause the sky should bow
And let us allow
Oh the angelic wings—Rip Them Off!
Welcome to life—you’re not worth a cough!