Heaven is a warm bed
Soft linen and silken sheets
A place to rest my weary head
When the sun has set and long bled
Over the hills and darkened streets
Heaven is a warm bed
After a shower, with a stomach fed
And all the day’s work having been complete
It’s a place to rest my weary head
When crowds disperse and goodbyes are said
After plans are made of when next to meet
Heaven is a warm bed
Though there are roads stretching far ahead
And hard times will come to greet
I’ve place to rest my weary head
As time moves on and my wings shed
And the earth crumbles beneath my feet
Heaven is a warm bed
A place to rest my weary head
Oct 11, 2025
Oct 11, 2025 at 12:58 PM UTC
Heaven is a warm bed
Soft linen and silken sheets
A place to rest my weary head
When the sun has set and long bled
Over the hills and darkened streets
Heaven is a warm bed
After a shower, with a stomach fed
And all the day’s work having been complete
It’s a place to rest my weary head
When crowds disperse and goodbyes are said
After plans are made of when next to meet
Heaven is a warm bed
Though there are roads stretching far ahead
And hard times will come to greet
I’ve place to rest my weary head
As time moves on and my wings shed
And the earth crumbles beneath my feet
Heaven is a warm bed
A place to rest my weary head
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