If life is but a dream what happens when you wake
I imagine you arrive inside a picturesque place
And maybe this life is the heaven that was promised
And every day of God's blessing is now upon us
Really, what happens to our beliefs when we die
Besides what they restricted when we were living our live
So why not believe that we are gods beneath the sky
So as a part of them they can shine through you and I
What if how we lived our lives could change our DNA
And we could pass the changes so our kids do the same
What if it all mattered, what if nothing did
And could both be true or must just one to exist
What if the fanciest dress is never worn
What if black hole are where a universe is born
What is life