I used to hope for streets of gold
Dreamed of mansions beyond the sky
Lived this vapor the way I was told
Waiting for the sweet bye and bye
Til I saw a man begging his next meal
Too busy to care about his afterlife
I stopped and gave him a five-dollar bill
Said, “Jesus saves,” then walked on by
In the distance I heard his reply
“A man’s got a heart, can’t you see?”
Eight words that echo every night
I once was naive, but now I believe
Heaven is the ordinary
The brave and scary
A heart that hurts
The good and the worst
Permanent and temporary
Everything imaginary
All that has worth
Right here on earth
