What is perfection has an evil side and clouds eventually collide
Doubt begins a world of flashing fear
And when the lights turn on and the sky pulls down
I dream all night about skipping town
Until the sight of angel life appears
For it's not a lot to ask, or is it?
Wishing for a conscience visit
Isn't Hell a place for sorrow?
Heaven's just Kilimanjaro
Too far for the eyes to reach her
Loss is a distinctive feature
Gone away too long
What strangles soulless eyes in the moonlight
Or gives emotion overnight
The lack of inner solace she requires
She lies adrift amongst the flowing streams
Releasing all her self esteem
Eclectic in her sexual desires
For it's not a lot to ask, or is it?
Wishing for a conscience visit
Isn't Hell a place for sorrow?
Heaven's just Kilimanjaro
Too far for the eyes to reach her
Loss is a distinctive feature
Gone away too long
You agree in theory - holding on and weary
As she moves in at you, you realize it's just that true
For it's not a lot to ask, or is it?
Wishing for a conscience visit
Isn't Hell a place for sorrow?
Heaven's just Kilimanjaro
Too far for the eyes to reach her
Loss is a distinctive feature
Gone away, but there's no place left for me to stay
I'm gone away too long
I'm gone away too long