India Blue - Heaven Holy Lyrics

Heaven, I know where they keep it
It's not a secret, I've got the code
And heaven, holy I hold it
Maybe I was sold it in February snow
Cause every time the sun comes up I wake in a trance
I walk the path of Mary in his arms and, I am the Maiden, the Mother the Crone
Cause every time the sun comes up and tiptoes his skin
I see God: He is Him
A man who feels so much like something I've known
Something like home
Hmm
Eden, honey I feel it
Maybe it's seated deep in my bones
Rising, the serpent is rising
I realised it, I let it go
Cause every time the sun comes up I wake in a trance
I walk the path of Mary in his arms and, I am the Maiden, the Mother the Crone
Cause every time the sun comes up and tiptoes his skin
I see God: He is Him
A man who feels so much like something I've known
Something like home
Hmm
Finally I believe in what they see
Heaven, I know where they keep it
It's not a secret, I've got the code
And heaven, holy I hold it
Maybe I was sold it in February snow
Cause every time the sun comes up I wake in a trance
I walk the path of Mary in his arms and, I am the Maiden, the Mother the Crone
Cause every time the sun comes up and tiptoes his skin
I see God: He is Him
A man who feels so much like something I've known
Something like home
Hmm

Heaven, I know where they keep it
It's not a secret, I've got the code
And heaven, holy I hold it
Maybe I was sold it in February snow
Cause every time the sun comes up I wake in a trance
I walk the path of Mary in his arms and, I am the Maiden, the Mother the Crone
Cause every time the sun comes up and tiptoes his skin
I see God: He is Him
A man who feels so much like something I've known
Something like home
Hmm
Eden, honey I feel it
Maybe it's seated deep in my bones
Rising, the serpent is rising
I realised it, I let it go
Cause every time the sun comes up I wake in a trance
I walk the path of Mary in his arms and, I am the Maiden, the Mother the Crone
Cause every time the sun comes up and tiptoes his skin
I see God: He is Him
A man who feels so much like something I've known
Something like home
Hmm
Finally I believe in what they see
Heaven, I know where they keep it
It's not a secret, I've got the code
And heaven, holy I hold it
Maybe I was sold it in February snow
Cause every time the sun comes up I wake in a trance
I walk the path of Mary in his arms and, I am the Maiden, the Mother the Crone
Cause every time the sun comes up and tiptoes his skin
I see God: He is Him
A man who feels so much like something I've known
Something like home
Hmm