All those things that go to make heaven and this,
where midnight was, were splashed across the canvas.
Midnight, who was a girl,
Midnight, who lost control and found this world.

With matter removed of divine dimension,
our time reduced to an honorable mention.
This world, which time forgot,
this world, it lost control and then saw God.

All of the things that go to make heaven and earth are here.
All of the things that go to make heaven and earth.
Put your new weight in gold and see what its worth.
All of the things that go to make heaven and earth are here.
All of the things that go to make heaven and this.
Success was survival and, kid, it still is.
Success was survival and, kid, it still is.

Did you think of something He didn't think of?
Crashing into horizons, on the brink of success! Hurrah!
Success which was survival gone too far.

All of the things that go to make heaven and earth are here.
All of the things that go to make heaven and earth.
Put your new weight in gold and see what its worth.
All of the things that go to make heaven and earth are here.
All of the things that go to make heaven and this.
Success was survival and, kid, it still is.
Success was survival and, kid, it still is.
Success was survival and, kid, it still is.
Success was survival and, kid, it still is.

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Writer(s): CARL ALLAN NEWMAN