Racing The Angels - Matraca Berg

Last night I dreamed I was standing at Heaven’s gate

Calling out your name but no one ever came

Can’t find no mercy, no comfort without you here

God it just ain’t fair but I’m sending up a prayer

There’ll come a day, one sweet day

When I fly, when I fly

I’ll be racing the angels all the way home

When I die, gonna fly

Racing the angels into your arms

It’s just grace and gravity keeps me here

Keeps me on the ground, my soul earth bound

I know you’d hate to see it the shape I’m in

This ain’t no way to live, and God knows

What I’d give to see your face, your sweet face

When I fly, when I fly

I’ll be racing the angels all the way home

When I die, gonna fly

Racing the angels into your arms