i was no more than three days old
too young to speak too young to count my toes
i think of fields where i might run
this moral twilight i´ve been plucked from

up here we have no goals
you tear your hearts, you claw your souls
i wonder at this life that passed me be
but still i smile

although i´m not with you down there
i sit alone up here and stare
it´s me my name is claire
claire in heaven

i wait for my next life patiently
i´m in no rush because of what i see
it´s hard for me to understand
i gaze from poisoned sea to poisoned land

up here i see a new tomorrow
your world´s not round your world is narrow
for me i just had a while
but still i smile

although i´m not with you down there
i sit around up here and stare
it´s me my name is claire
claire in heaven