Heaven on the Ground

How long have we been living?

I’m burning leaves and smelling snow again.

How long have we been waiting?

You’re hanging in the road. I get it. God.

How long have we been living on, believing in and leaning on? My God.

How long have we been waiting? Bleeding is just breathing in the end.

You were laying down the law, and saying I was slipping -

I was just hoping you’d come down.

And what’s another law? The point of all this living is that we’ve got

Heaven on the ground.

So when are you coming down?