Chorus:
Heaven’s living in yesterday
Genius, foreshadow the future’s grave
people wander about like slaves
cuz Heaven’s living in yesterday
Yesterday I met a man a stranger to my land
a homeless man without a home
who eats right from his hand
His voice was that of one who knows life and all within
I begged him of his name
but he just stared at me and grinned
His skin and clothes were much a like
it’s hard to tell between
he scarcely ate
it must be true
his figure was looking lean
I judged him as an ugly man, a man without appeal but hardly did I understand the reason he was real
He glared into my soul as if my life was his
next meal
to doubt myself and life itself
I couldn’t help but feel
he opened up his mouth and offered me a deal
the world can hurt my body
but my soul cannot be killed
The scars of war
my battle wounds
soon will all be healed
the world may hurt my body but my soul cannot be killed
today’s the day of your salvation
trust me when I say
Heaven’s in your hands today
don’t make it yesterday
Chorus
Yesterday, woke up kinda early in the morning
the cock was not a crowing
and the people was a snoring
black became the sky
while the earth was still in orbit
the clouds began to cry
the rain it started pouring
Haunted of my dream
yet inspired by the scene
word for word I wrote what happened
this is what it reads
I was straughting downtown to the tune of a sound it was a boom and a pound, pa pound, pa pound, pound
I was bobbing my head and shaking my noggin
on the way to the liquor store
skipping and hopping
everything was beautiful
everything was a dream
until the boom hit the corner
burning rubber with a scream
I turned and dropped my shoulder
and beheld the car controller
his eyes lit up with fire
with his vehicle moving closer
death had come to visit me
I knew without a doubt
And this is what he said when he opened up his mouth
Chorus
Death, I had to put the paper down and watch
the rain
it cooled the temperatures of my thoughts
pain, struck me like an arrow to the heart
sane, where’s my sanity feeling lost
Strange, I could really feel like I was dying
when I was only dreaming
when I was only flying
perspiring in my bed
thinking I was already dead
and Heaven’s gates were closed
I was headed for the red
I threw a sweater on
and grabbed an umbrella
to find a man without a home, the homeless fella
I arrived at the place
where we first met
to find him laying on the ground
without a breath
Without a shadow of a doubt
I knew where he lied
not the grave underneath
but in Heaven in the sky
the proverb is broken
I understand the wise
salvation is today cuz tomorrow you could die
