Heaven

Heaven - Derek Webb/Joshua moore

I was killed in a shopping cart

Turned upside down and left for dead

I saw a clown try to speak to me

As I floated overhead

I found my way to a familiar place

I swear I'd been sometime before

I would've thought it was the marketplace

But I could not find the door

Oh I have been

To heaven

And I have walked the streets

But I couldn't find a hand

To hold

To keep me on my feet

So paradise is a parking lot

A spot up front is your reward

And all the rest walk down streets of gold

To the house they could afford

And I got lost in the swelling crowd

And I could not afford to eat

You only have what you came in with

So I'm living on the street

Oh I have been

To heaven

And I found no relief

'Cause I couldn't find a hand to hold

To keep me on my feet

I heard Jesus Christ was there

He had a car that's bulletproof

That way everyone is safe

From the man who tells the truth

Oh I have been

To heaven

And I have walked the streets

But I couldn't find a hand to hold

To keep me on my feet

But I couldn't find a hand

To hold

To keep me on my feet