If there is a heaven,

Get in line.

You aren’t the only being

seeking what’s divine.

If there is a heaven,

a place

1 of 2

we go when we die,

I hope it’s up high—

Past skies passed the sky.

I want to look down at Earth,

Eagle eye.

While looking within the memories,

I’ll cry, I’ll smile, I’ll cry, and I’ll cry.

If there’s a heaven,

I don’t really need to go.

I’d rather be high but I’ll go low—

For a mother and her unborn baby need an extra ticket to the heavenly show.

If there’s a heaven,

I’ll move to the back of the line

Only if I can still drink Jesus’s wine

While I shift through time,

And time again.

If there’s a heaven,

I don’t need to get in.

For I know my sin…

But I also know sin-cerity;

It’s not charity.

I’ll give away my golden ticket without any clarity—

verity—

For your grandmother.

Cause I hope you’d do the same for mine.

If there’s a heaven,

I don’t want to know

what it’s like.

I don’t even want to go,

such a long hike.

But if there’s a heaven,

I know my pop is there.

And he’s the only reason that I care

To even go there.