Heap Imogen Sweet Religion
When my body wants to go tell me will my mind and soul live on and on forever Am I on another level a learning vessel of several lessons to make me more clever My sweet little religion My sweet little religion you mean everything to me My sweet little religion My sweet little religion how does it feel Written in that book of love Does it say your name above The name by which they call me and is it written in liquid red 'Cos nothing else will do instead for reassuring eternity Will you be there when I need you? Begin end enemy friend, heaven hell sick well Truth lies husbands and wives, whisper shout in out in out Laughter cry ask reply - good bad happy sad Right wrong outcast belong, caged free you and me You have to answer all of these
