How Glory Goes

I'm ready now Lord

I know, I weren't no Sunday school momma's boy

But faith is hoping for somethin'

Believin' what you can't see

I had faith all my life

I wanna ask you something

Is it warm? Is it soft against your face?

Do you feel a kind of grace inside the breeze?

Will there be trees?

Is there light? Does it hover on the ground?

Does it shine from all around or just from you?

Is it endless and empty and you wander on your own?

Slowly forget about the folks that you have known?

Or does risin' bread fill up the air

From open kitchens everywhere?

Familiar faces far as you can see, like a family?

Do we live? Is it like a little town?

Do we get to look back down at who we love?

Are we above?

Are we everywhere? Are we anywhere at all?

Do we hear a trumpet call us and we're by your side?

Will I want, will I wish

For all the things I should'a done?

Longin' to finish what I only just begun

Or has a shiny truth been waitin' there

For all the questions ev'rywhere

In a world of wonderin', suddenly you know

And you will always know

Will my mama be there waiting for me?

Smilin' like the way she does

And holdin' out her arms

And she calls my name

She will hold me just the same

Only Heaven knows how glory goes

What each of us was meant to be

In the starlight, that is what we are

I can see so far