You can see Heaven in the eyes of a baby
You can see Hell bleeding in the fields of war
You can hear Heaven in the songs of children
  laughing at recess
You can hear Hell in the sound of industrial machines
  tearing the earth to pieces
You can feel Heaven in the mist of the crashing waves
  of an endless shore line
You can feel Hell in the teeth of all the hungry mouths
  on countless streets
Heaven and Hell hand in hand
Heaven and Hell seamlessly integrated
Heaven and Hell walking on earth
But what if we feed the hungry?
But what if we healed and nurtured mother earth?
But what if we traded bullets of hate for seeds of love
  and sewed up the wounds and forever closed the fields of war?
What would we then have here on earth?