In the dark night sky
A face I see with mine eyes
Upon a hill, yonder still
Rushing, I am no closer to thee
Calm, one step at a time, slowly nearer
A small child my eyes doth see
A brother, the youngest, so far from me
Lost and scared there there is a tear
Farther and farther it does seem
the hill, moving away from me
Wake up from a door knocked upon
Sounds of crying in my ears
My name being said, mother says
Thy little brother crys and calls for you thinking thou hast
left
Come little brother you will see, I am here with thee
Calm, now, he falls fast asleep, not stirring till the morn.