There was a tale of a young boy
Who flew the skies, lost and alone,
Seeking a place, a place called home.
Until the ends of the earth, he sought
The only dream he ever dreamed of.
He flew and flew, and so did time.
And as the years withered by,
A place...
A place called home.
Not once did he ever find.
But then, he fell and met the earth.
And for the first time since his birth,
He smiled with pure glee.
For now, under the ground,
He was truly free.
— And happy was the angel, who fell from Grace.