Angel wings and glowing halos,
Horses dancing in the meadows.
They wiped those tears before they passed,
There is no time - nothing fast.
Cherub's with fine laced wings,
Gold, silver and diamond things.
Fresh water flowing down from Heaven,
Angels being sent down again.
Gold dust falling down like rain,
Sparkley, rich and shiny things.
Water made of crystals bright,
No day - no night.
Can you hear the choir sing?
Look at the child on the swing.
The lion and lamb - both are tame,
There is no hurt. There is no pain.
Playgrounds made of marble,
The gravel made of gems.
This place has no end. This place has no end.