Thursday, August 19, 2004

Maxine Addendum

Holes in the Floor of Heaven
Aimee made a humorous comment about that phrase in refference to my mention of it in Maxine's eulogy, and it occurred to me that I had provided no context for those of you who aren't Steve Wariner fans. Actually it was the title of one of Maxine's favorite Country songs. I'd never heard it prior to the day before the funeral, when my stepbrother Lee told me that they were going to play it, which they did immediately following my delivery of her eulogy. I thought it appropriate to make referrence to.

If you're not familiar with the song, here are the lyrics...

Holes in the Floor of Heaven
Words and Music by Billy Kirsch and Steve Wariner


One day, shy and 8 years old
When grandma passed away
I was a broken hearted little boy
Blowing out that birthday cake
How i cried when the sky let go
With a cold lonesome rain
My mom smiled, said "Don't be sad child.
Grandma's watching you today."

Chorus
Cause there are holes in the floor of Heaven
And her tears are pouring down
That's how you know she's watching
Wishing she could be here now
Sometimes if you're lonely
Just remember she can see
There are holes in the floor of Heaven
And she's watching over you and me

Seasons come and seasons go
Nothing stays the same
I grew up, fell in love
Met a girl who took my name
Year by year we made a life
In this sleepy little town
I thought we'd grow old together
Lord, I sure do miss her now

Cause there's holes in the floor of Heaven
And her tears are pouring down
That's how I know she's watching
Wishing she could be here now
Sometimes when I'm lonely
I just remember she can see
There are holes in the floor of Heaven
And she's watching over you and me

Well my little girl is 23
I walk her down the aisle
It's a shame her Mom can't be here now
To see her lovely smile
They throw the rice, I catch her eye
As the rain starts coming down
She takes my hand says, "Daddy don't be sad
Cause I know Mama's watching now."

There are holes in the floor of Heaven
And her tears are pouring down
That's how I know she's watching
Wishing she could be here now
Sometimes when I'm lonely
I just remember she can see
There are holes in the floor of Heaven
And she's watching over you and me.


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