Heaven is closer
Heaven is near
We are all posters here
The dam it is building
The trees they are growing
We are all posters here

My son, will it all be there?
When you go, when you go
My Son, will it all be near?
Will you know, will you know?

The Father has spoken
The Son he was broken
We are all pictures here
The family is growing
A rose in the field sings
We are all pictures here

My son, will it all be there?
When you go, when you go
My Son, will it all be near?
Will you know, will you know?

When he comes?