Through a clearing his eyes gaze down, below at lights,nThey’re so many like a milky way nDown on earth’s floornnHe stands up and walks awaynHe’s allowed to looknBut he‘s not allowed to go there and staynnNow the children of deep winter sing and playnOn the mountain of judgment the children sing nFor every heaven there is a keynnHe stands up and walks awaynHe’s allowed to looknBut he‘s not allowed to go there and stayn