Empty playgrounds of the living
Lonely swingsets of the dead
It must be nice in Heaven
To have an angel
To heal the subtle silence in your head
So no more crying tonight
All there is are bad dreams and the yelling from the pain
Silent stories I have told you
Precious moments never spent
You've had another bad day
Up here in Heaven
All the subtle silence in your head
So no more crying tonight
All there is are bad dreams and the yelling from the pain
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