Nik Kershaw

Half-way to paradise or so it seems that way
Same as anyone the same as any other day.
We seek eternity in all the things we buy
Not top priority but it sure figures very high.
Who steals the real world fooling us all as it goes
And who gets to heaven - heaven knows.
When a heart beats you can see forever
When our time sleeps you can be forever - be forever.
Meanwhile in Cuckoo Land
a most delightful place
We look no further than the nose in front of our face.
No wood anywhere
we can see only trees
Last train for material refugees.
When a heart beats you can see forever