Far From Heaven by Howard Lawrence | Directed by Chris Mauldin





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Published on Apr 22, 2013

"Far From Heaven" is the second track from The Enemy Inside, a concept album about a successful technology entrepreneur who moonlights as a cybermenace. Words and music by Howard Lawrence. This award-winning musical film was directed by Chris Mauldin of Mauldin Media Group.

IMDb page: http://www.imdb.com/title/tt2616346/

NB: This version has the original audio. The new version with the remastered audio can also be seen on this YouTube channel.

Additional video footage by Bottled Video:

The Akademia Music Awards:

Please visit Howard Lawrence at the following online locations:

Please visit Chris Mauldin at the following online locations:

Audio mixing and mastering:
Cooper Anderson (http://www.hotmixing.com)
Vincent Pablo (http://reverbnation.com/vincentpablo)

Thanks to the cast and crew for some stellar work on this film.

Words & Music by Howard Lawrence. Copyright 2013 Howard Lawrence Music, LLC.

Bless the mind of a quiet child
Give him a reason to crack a smile
He may not be a happy boy
But there are moments he may enjoy

Winter clothes from the discount bin
A weary face shows where he's been
The teachers miss his pleas for help
He wishes he were someone else

That's why he's so far from heaven
Already three steps behind
Too many lonely boys learn things the hard way
You can't rule the playground on your own terms
Every miscalculation costs you one turn

Goes to work with hopeful eyes
Wants to get noticed—that's no surprise
Enters the meeting with fresh ideas
Makes it look easy outgunning his peers

He feels resentment as the group walks by
They laugh at him but who knows why?
Eats his lunch alone in the park
The little girl stares and it breaks his heart

That's why he's so far from heaven
Can't leave his odd ways behind
Some people dig trenches—they always learn the hard way
You can't win them over on your own terms
But that's the only way to go if you've got the nerve

He runs upstairs to see who's there but never in time
The telephone rings till he picks up—another dead line
Kicks the wall and grits his teeth then pours some more red wine
Deal with it!

Friday night he hits the clubs
With cash in his pockets lookin for love
Scans the room for a friendly face
A chance to show off his style and taste

Stands aloof at the end of the bar
Nervously jangling the keys to his car
A beautiful woman glances his way
He wants to move in but has nothing to say

That's why he's so far from heaven
Couldn't solve the mystery girl again
So many lonely men gotta learn the hard way
You can't crash the party on your own terms
Once it's drained of energy it never returns


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