Arkansas

i see a golden tree underneath a light that wants to be
golden like the tree, but it can never be
the blood thats in my veins cannot spill the life that i have gained
i buried all my treasure in the ground

but will you say, 'enter good and faithful man' to me on that final day

i found it hard to feel love inside the castle i had built
a welcome day when it came crashing down
i guess these hands werent made to shape the everlasting in a day
i should've known it was a song

that i will sing...hallelujah to my king
in that day when all my tears are wiped away
in that day when only joy remains