I will meet you there
In the quiet upper air
Clouds are cold and thin
Above the shifting wind
I walk a silver floor
Looking for your door
The map is burnt away
No night and no more day
Just a span of white
Searching for your light
I will meet you there
In the quiet upper air
Beyond the final gate
I will stand and wait
I will meet you still
Past the highest hill
Even in the heaven
I will meet you there
No heavy shoes to wear
No dust within my hair
The distance starts to bend
Where the blue lines end
The stars are far below
Where the rivers used to flow
I keep my promise true
Climbing up to you
A thousand years are small
Like a shadow on a wall
Gravity is gone
I am moving on
I will meet you there
In the quiet upper air
Beyond the final gate
I will stand and wait
I will meet you still
Past the highest hill
Even in the heaven
I will meet you there
Ya Ya Ya Ya Ya Ya Ya