Is it Heaven?

There’s this place far away, in the center of the seas
An island of dreams
In my mind it’s serene here, that’s where I would like to be, rather than here.
Our world is confused, politics, and the polluted air
No more prayers, as it’s no longer allowed in our children's hearts
I thought we were in America, where the land was free?
Where are our purple mountains, and all the damn liberty?
People making millions, other’s making houses from the riches boxes
Greed, lies, divorce on the rise. So many cries…in the night
Shots are heard, near and far.
Police cars every corner we turn. What’s wrong with this picture?
As a small child, I didn’t know this kind of world existed.
Everything was grand, people took a stand
Lemon aide stand, a cup for a dime…sweet lemon aide on my tongue
Bicycles then lay on every corner, it was safe then...
This place I speak sounds that of a dream…its ok, as long as it keeps me serene
This sacred place of mine, far away from such despair
Dreams are allowed there
No waking for the making of that grand old dollar, it’s all good…there’s coconuts there.
No more worries, no longer in a hurry… there’s no clocks there
Oh, heavenly place…where might you be, in the middle of the seas
Waters run deeper then one’s eyes can see and the skies bluer then ever I dreamed
Such a beautiful place for you and me
Closing my eyes now, so I can dream…of this place in the middle of the seas
Or is it heaven, you tell me?
God bless all the people :)