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when the trumpet sounds

and when heaven appears

we just might see it’s been here waiting

for thousands and thousands of weeks

for us to let go and breathe

heaven doesn’t come

when your lungs are closed

when your heart doesn’t beat

heaven doesn’t come

when you let her tell you

what your soul doesn’t believe

i want to know that when the air arrives

when the lightning strikes

that the grey in my eyes

was fear

i want to know that we’ve always been free

that the weight was just me

that the shame was just everything

he told his daughter out of

his fear

heaven doesn’t come

when the skin is weak

when the sadness seeps

through everything we’re trying for

heaven doesn’t come

when you let her tell you

what your eyes can’t see

when words are many

our god, he weeps

when guilt is heavy

our god, he cries

i want to know

that the lies are asleep

that we are the ones

shaking them from their dreams

i want to know that my heart,

my child,

the angel you gave me

still sees

the face of my father

our father

in heaven

oh heaven, please show us

you’ve come.

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