The Kosovo song

Take me to the place,

where daffodils and metaphors

Are part of the scenery,

Today and forever

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Did you know how hard I cried?

When she tossed a coin and took her chance

Not knowing, Just hoping

That in New York she would dance

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Are there churches in Heaven?

With Catholics

Protestants too

Are there Buddhists?

Are there Muslims?

Are there Orthodox Jews

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Is there moon light in heaven (tonight)?

At times like these does heaven smile?

Why Can’t heaven be here?

Where we are

Not so far…

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Why can’t all the wicked Men

Blow away

fade away

and leave the little ones

from both sides

to embrace

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In New York she stood

She tossed her hair then looked around

Catching my eye

She said "To the east side to the west side Hey stranger where do I go?"

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Why can’t New York be heaven?

And the empire state the throne of grace.

Blessed New York

Good night

May those who come to you

find their peace