Jack Peñate

I'm so happy, think I could cry
Then the moment is lost to the sky
In the silence something is heard
Brings us back down crashing to earth

Heaven is a place
No one lied
It's rushing through your veins
Flooding your eyes

She's so worried the end is in sight
She could stay there for the rest her life
A peculiar pain within her arose
As the perfect frame couldn't be froze

Heaven is a place
No one lied
It's rushing through your veins
Flooding your eyes
It's hidden in your brain
The sweetest surprise

We'll be gone soon

Heaven is a place
No one lied
It's rushing through your veins
Flooding your eyes
It's hidden in your brain
The sweetest surprise
The mystery remains
Until we die

No One Lied

The first man who, having fenced in a piece of land, said "This is mine," and found people naïve enough to believe him, that man was the true founder of civil society. From how many crimes, wars, and murders, from how many horrors and misfortunes might not any one have saved mankind, by pulling up the stakes, or filling up the ditch, and crying to his fellows: Beware of listening to this impostor; you are undone if you once forget that the fruits of the earth belong to us all, and the earth itself to nobody. "