It May Come

Been to hell and back
And this you cannot judge
Till you can also tell me also
That you've chosen how you'd go

Been to hell and back
There's no horizon there
Just some lies and pretty death
Looked an awful lot like Rome

How I'd go would be different
Though pain I'd never choose
Everyday a new face and scene
But hell is hot and everything's to lose

She didn't prove that she was worth it,
Better than what waits me here
Those eyes that say, don't forget
And the laugh of my daddy's stare

It's not time yet, hell's here too
I’ll wait, I’m not alone to see
But I guess I see heaven here too
Though it’s not like Rome,

It may come
And I want to help it be.

-T. Emerson