Paper Wings & Halo - Lori McKenna

«Mary is an angel,» says a 5-year old’s wide eyes

«You are the oldest person I’ve ever seen,»

Mary sighs

«These are the wings I made you so you can fly

When you get to heaven

Tell my grandmother I said hi,»

She’s on the fifth floor balcony

She sees heaven closer than us

She knows that God is watching

She knows that she can always trust

Her paper wings and halo

Mary is a full-care resident on her last days

They feed her pills and oatmeal

She’s set in her ways

Mary was born in England in 1904

She married young and had five children

And all but one died before her

She’s on the fifth floor balcony

She sees heaven closer than us

She knows that God is watching

She knows that she can always trust

Her paper wings and halo

Mary is tired of waiting

She is almost there

Mary knows she could fly, she could fly

If she could get out of that damn chair

Mary talks about her children when they were young

«You remind me of my grandchild

Loving life and having fun,»

Mary’s time is coming and she’s not afraid

Mary is a good woman and she loved the life that she made

That she made

She’s on the fifth floor balcony

She knows heaven awaits her now

She knows that God is calling

And when it’s time to fly

She’ll know how

With her paper wings and halo

«Mary is an angel,» says a 5-year old’s wide eyes

«You are the oldest person I’ve ever seen,»

Mary smiles

«These are the wings I made you so you can fly

When you get to heaven

Tell my mother I said hi»