"How Glory Goes"

from the musical Floyd Collins

I'm ready now, Lord.

I know I warn't no Sunday School Momma's Boy...
but faith is hopin' for somethin'! Believin' what you cain'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 rising 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 have done
Longing to finish what I only just begun?

Or has a shining truth been waiting there
For all the questions everywhere?

In a world wondering, suddenly you know

And you will always know

Will my Mama be there waiting for me,
Smiling like the way she does
And holding out her arms,
As 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 ...


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