Upper Rooms

Our deaths are filled with gloom

We're left lying in a tomb

But to think we could be happy in the upper room

When we've had our share of living

And our lives are through

At least we may be up there, enjoying the view

Its a comfort to us all

Our lives were filled with revelations

But there's still some hope ; the afterlife can be a celebration

It's hard to deny when someone's left us far too soon

But there's still a ray of hope , thanks to the upper room