How beautiful are rusty wheels
empty tables
and uneaten meals
how sweet a spare bed at the Sally-Ann
a drug-drenched rag
an addiction that demands
As I walk in the whitened blur
Remember your brother
Shaking as he slurs
telling of the dark of night
the freezing cold
behind an alley, out of sight
lay beneath a carpet of snow
quietly freezing
death comes much too slow
how wonderful is dying
how beautiful is heaven
there, there is no crying
every pain- diminished
any hurt, in justice
all of this earth- finished!
my arms around the bony back
of your sobbing brother
whatever comfort I lack
it's him who says:
"she's now with Jesus"
and in my mind it plays
as usual, a smile on your face
every scar, each wrinkle
gone without a trace
who cares about streets of gold?
heaven is heaven
because there's no cold
Will you even notice the gates?
all life's pain
has no record, has no place
in this world we cry, we fear
my father promises
to wipe away every tear
Gone from earth, this pain-soaked sod
No more sadness or sorrow
heaven is heaven because of our God!
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