You (again)

when I was young
I always thought
there were castles in the clouds

that you could jump
from one to
the other

I thought that
Heaven
was right there
just out of reach

I believed
that I could save myself
if falling from the sky
by aiming for
that fluffy
white mass

and thunder
was just angels bowling
lightning was
the re-rack

and someone was always
always
bowling a 300

now I realize
You
are heaven just out of reach

You
are bowling a perfect game

but I'm not sure
you will
save me
if I'm falling from the sky