I was painting sky
While you were dreaming of July
And with a whisper and a sigh the night is zen
The sun is like an eye
With just some feathers fools could fly
But then it's never really why it's more like when
Truth can be a cradle
Soothing and serene
And anger's like a lion in the cellar
Epic are the legends
When the monsters are unseen
It's the merest and sincerest that propel her

Now... It's just Half a mile to Heaven
Now... It's just Half a mile to Heaven

I keep planting roses
While the fate she juxtaposes
We both know it's not supposed to be so easy
The moon is like an eye
With just some sort of "Do or Die"
But it's never known to spy or just appease me
Youth can be a haven
Soothing and serene
Wisdom's like the wearied year and rain-less
Tricky like the raven
When the slight of hand's unseen
They walk between the falling drops of painless

Now... It's just Half a mile to Heaven
Now... It's just Half a mile to Heaven
Now... It's just Half a mile to Heaven
Now... It's just Half a mile to Heaven