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?