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Hole in Heaven
R. Arbo
There's a hole in heaven where my heart slips through
There's a hole in heaven and I can see you
See you clearly by the light of the sun
Shining on every little thing that you've done
Your little boy grown to a great big man
With a heart of gold, it's the best that you can
leave behind when it's time to go
He's walking his own road, his own road
Hallelujahs from the kitchen choir
Flag on the mast flying higher and higher
Hands reaching out, hearts open wide
To hold the love that we find inside
You said grace at the table, said goodnight
Held your lover in the chill of the moonlight
Warmth of your body, feel of your skin
Is still whispering
You left bright red poppies in your garden
A thousand stories for your children
Blessed time on this solid ground
Making your own sound, your own sound
Hallelujahs from the kitchen choir
There's a hole in heaven and my heart's on fire
Hands reaching out, hearts open wide
To hold the love that we find inside
There's a hole in heaven and you're watching me
I'll show you this silver coin I carry
One side fear and the other side love
I still have time enough, I have enough
There's a hole in heaven where my heart slips through
There's a hole in heaven and I'm right behind you
Right behind you
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