To Those Who Stand On Hills To Watch The Sky (Orleans)

To those who stand on hills to watch the sky
Who empty out their eyes upon the night
And hold their fears up to their necks so tight
So as not to try and grasp what's going by

To those who would keep up with all the clouds
Who laugh at storms that kill them by and by
And leave us but to simmer and to sigh
Dodging all their bloody dropping shrouds

To those who keep one foot upon the height
Who keep the other firmly in the crowd
And let just only one eye be endowed
With the gleaming glitter all-encompass light

To all of these I try
To show them what I might
That lack of darkness isn't light
To be dead is just to die
To those who stand on hills to watch the sky
A blind man can still stare
A dead man can still fall