Heavens Riches
Take me to the mountain top where i will lay to rest
Where all of heaven will surround me and the soft breeze will blow the best
There the angels wings will hug me for lonely i will be no more
I will live in heavens riches from an old man once poor
My eyes will be blessed with the vision to see upon the open sea
I will have all the wealth an old man can have its the gift of unity
So lay me to rest on a mountain top it is this old mans desire
Than i will have all my riches when i play among heavens choir
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