The Gathering — Kevin's Telescope lyrics

Lyrics

His hands hide inside a sleeve
And little feet play with the ground
Beneath him
While up in the sky is where he wants to be Time will fly
And the wind plays with him
The night will give him its charm
While he walks home
His head’s up in a cloud
He feels his pores fill up with fresh air
And there’s no doubt
That one day he will be Where the eye of his telescope has already been