The Web Upon the Wall

Theres a web upon the wall a spider lives in
Though I never see him I know hes there
And some in my flat think his home disgusting
And mine for having him, but I dont care.

Theres a place called heaven that God lives in
Though we cannot see it, we know its there
Some think were foolish for believing in him
They think Im a fool, but I dont care.

 

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