I felt the bone chilling
emptiness, something like numbness,
Heaven
can wait,
You had not come home and I
knew,
And
a band of angels wrapped up in my heart,
You were not coming home
again.
Will
take me through the lonely night
After much searching for you
the sergeant said
Through
the cold of the day
Whoever had been driving your
car was a victim of a homicide,
And
I know I know,
Heaven
can wait,
And the sergeant in LA said,
was he an athlete?
And
all I got is time until the end of time,
And the sergeant in LA said,
was his designed ring silver?
And
the melody’s gonna make me fly
And the sergeant in La said,
was he tan?
Without
pain, without tears,
And the sergeant in LA said:
well, maybe you better come down
And
I know that I been released
And I went down to the LA
morgue at USC medical center
But
I don’t know to where
At the end of a long, white
hall, maybe 60 feet, a silver gurney,
And
nobody’s gonna tell me now
Someone was lying with a
white sheet pulled shoulder height,
And
I don’t really care
And I walked what seemed to
be the last walk I would ever want to walk,
Oh
no, no
Until I could see your handsome
face, facing up without sight -
with a tiny trickle of blood
someone had forgotten at the crevice of your lip
I got a ticket to paradise, never
gonna let it slip away,
I walked forward the last
five feet and saw a ball of white light from your
body hit my chest ,
I got a ticket to paradise, never gonna let it slip
away
All anxiety left, all
bewilderment, all tension and pain dissipated
I got a ticket to paradise, if I had
it any sooner you know,
I
wiped the trickle of blood from the left crevice of your lip
You know I never would have run away
from my home,
I sensed the compassion of
the medical people around me, standing back;
Heaven can wait,
Their kindness made me feel
like a visiting angel that had completed something,
And all I got is time until the end
of time,
And upstairs, I signed your official
death certificate that said “gunshot wound
to the head,” and I accepted
with love all that you could give, your final gift of light –
And I won’t look back, I won’t look
back -
Let the alters shine,
Let the alters shine.
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