How Glory Goes

I'm ready now, Lord
I know l weren't no Sunday-school mama's boy
But faith is hoping for something,
believing what you can't see
I had faith all my life
l wanna ask you something
Is it warm
Is it soft against your face
Do you feel a kind a' 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 anywheres at all
Do we hear a trumpet call us
and we are by your side
Will l want, will I wish
for all the things I should have done
Longing to finish what l only just begun
Or has a shining truth
been waiting there
for all the questions everywhere
In a world a' wandering
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
(Yodeling)