Verse 1
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What is heaven like
will it be a familiar sight
will there be a night
or will it always be light?
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Verse 2
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Will I see any trees
or hear the buzzing bees
will there be ships on seas
I'll bet there won't be any fleas?
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Verse 3
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Will there be my mountain high
will there even be a blue sky
will everyone be able to fly
will we even have the time to try?
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Verse 4
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Will I find my favorite flower
will I be able to wander by the hour
will there be any high tower
will there be a fight over power?
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Verse 5
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Oh these thoughts are fancy flight
of all the things that I might
see if I am obedient and right
and hold to the iron rod bright.
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Verse 6
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Oh what will heaven be like
will I still be able to ride a bike
or in my mountain take a hike
of climb my tree to see the sight?
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Verse 7
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Will I through eternity be able to make
a double chocolate or vanilla shake
I'll bet there won't even one snake
but it would be nice to still bread bake.
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Verse 8
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Some said this poem ended to soon
so I waited till the early afternoon
to add a couple verses like a tune
well before the rising of the moon.
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Verse 9
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But really quite seriously now
what will heaven be like somehow
I'd really like to point my ship's bow
into the correct course to now plow.
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Verse 10
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So if you know more will you tell me,
please don't be shy share what you see.
All I want to know is what will heaven be;
if I'll be able to climb my favorite tree?
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