Are there any moments
When you read a book
Or hear a song
A phrase maybe
And the thoughts
Of the one you once loved
Crosses your mind

I love the sound of silence
Of the quiet between the songs I hear
And the music of the silence between the notes

Warm and gentle
Her touch ever graceful
A smile across
Those lips so delightful
Sweet and beautiful
She's more than I ever asked

I know not of the faceless side of my coin

First time is the worst
But the second still stings like hell

Sleep now my beautiful princess
That when the morning calls
You rise so sylphlike and
Gleam like the sun

Stories were told
Of aliens with wings
And how they flew
In chariots of fire
And how they dressed
Like warriors with swords

These aliens they say
Watch over us all
With strength of giants
And the sword of truth
And eyes that shone
As bright as the moon

These aliens they say
Will keep us from harm
When lost in the dark
They'll show us the way

Their homes I learnt
Is paradise above
And when I die
My zombie they say
To their homes will fly

Where O! where are they now
The aliens with wings
Where are they now
To save us from sin

Angels they say
But for all I know
These aliens with wings
Are nothing but tales