Kevin's Telescope Lyrics - The Gathering

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 

Night will pass 

But he's a lot faster 

No one can do him any harm