Visiting Hours

I wish heaven had visiting hours I'd carry a beer or two And some meat to go Cause I know my grandpa's would love that I'd seat with them and let them just talk For I'd love to hear how they were For to me they were but stories Cause I never got to see them, long gone before I was born I'd want them to see how I've grown To let them see that the lineage keeps on And how the beautiful family tree Is fruitful, we've got kids to mark each season I'd tell them of how things are looking up for us Cause they up here looking out on us For we've never lacked even though they're gone They both gave us strong grandma's I'd let them know how grandma keeps waiting Seating next to their favourite chair Leaving his chair facing her She sleeps saying a prayer to him every night I wish heaven had visiting hours So that I'd get to bond with my grandpa's Cause I was named after one And my big bro was named after the other The PO£T