look up, look up.
they're way up.
up there, being brilliant in their own different way.
strolling along down their road, projecting glowing spark every movements.
oh what a footstep they have made, tracks to trace.
we are seeking for these, i am seeking of these.
do i and we have what it takes to follow.
look out, look out, they are out there, seems to be out of league.
words, oh words that they have spoken.
words, oh words that they have written.
it is engraved, in this soul.
words binded becomes individual sacred guide.
look up, look up, all the successor in life.
all the men with a crown on their heads.
dancing along on their field, being special and wanted.
look up, that where they - whom we adored- stands.
