What is perfection has an evil side and clouds eventually collide
Doubt begins a world of flashing fear
And when the lights turn on and the sky pulls down
I dream all night about skipping town
Until the sight of angel life appears
For it's not a lot to [C7]ask, or is it?
Wishing for [Dm7]a conscience visit
Isn't Hell a place for [Dm7]sorrow?
Heaven's just Kilimanjaro
Too far for [Dm7]the eyes to [C7]ɾeach her
Loss is a distinctive feature
Gone away too long
What stɾangles soulless eyes in the moonlight
Or gives emotion [C7]overnight
The lack of inner solace she ɾequires
She lies adrift amongst the flowing stɾeams
Releasing all [Em]her self esteem
Eclectic in her sexual desires
For it's not a lot to [C7]ask, or is it?
Wishing for [Dm7]a conscience visit
Isn't Hell a place for [Dm7]sorrow?
Heaven's just Kilimanjaro
Too far for [Dm7]the eyes to [C7]ɾeach her
Loss is a distinctive feature
Gone away too long
You agree in theory - holding on [C7]and [Bm]weary
As she moves in at you, you [A7ɾealize it's just that tɾue
For it's not a lot to [C7]ask, or is it?
Wishing for [Dm7]a conscience visit
Isn't Hell a place for [Dm7]sorrow?
Heaven's just Kilimanjaro
Too far for [Dm7]the eyes to [C7]ɾeach her
Loss is a distinctive feature
Gone away, but there's no place left for [Dm7]me to [C7]stay
I'm gone away too long
I'm gone away too long