Above the Sky

Above the sky…

Beyond the clouds…

They call it Heaven…

Where the good ones go.

I climbed above the clouds

Where the world was far below

A thousand lights were shining

In a place I’d never known

I saw the kind,

the faithful

The ones who gave their all

They opened up their arms

Whenever someone called

They told me they were angels

They told me they were pure

But every heart had something It was still learning to endure

ABOVE THE SKY Where the good ones go

ABOVE THE SKY Where the white lights glow

They call us GOOD PEOPLE

They call us what we’ve done

But underneath the halo

We’re still someone

I saw a man who saved a life But couldn’t save his

own

A woman gave her everything

And still felt all alone

Some carried guilt behind their smiles

Some wished they’d done much more

Some made a thousand mistakes Before they found this door

They told me they were angels

But angels never fall

Yet every soul remembered The times they lost it all

If every good deed earns a place If every heart deserves a

name Does being good mean never breaking?

Or finding strength to rise

again?

GOOD PEOPLE

That’s what they call us

GOOD PEOPLE

But we were human first

ABOVE THE SKY

I hear them breathe

ABOVE THE SKY

They’re more than what they give They call us GOOD PEOPLE

They call us what we’ve done But underneath the halo

We’re still someone

Above the sky…

There are no angels…

There are only people…

Just like us.