We came from the stars, you and I,
And fell to earth as angels do;
What makes a man and makes an angel?
This flesh, this bone, these eyes, this mind
All the same, but not the same
though daylight would have them deceived.
There is a secret world beyond the world you can perceive
What makes me see, yet you cannot?
What is there beyond the marble walls,
So real, so easily touchable
A mind’s eye hidden, a mind’s eye exposed
And would anyone ever know?
No.
I play the part all too well
Human sees the monkey, human imitates the monkey
Angel sees the human, angel imitates the human.
I wish that you could see that you are an angel, too.
I wouldn’t have to be so afraid if you knew.
Wouldn’t have to hide my face
No fear of death, no fear for the safety of my kind.
But you do not.
Please, awake,
else I must bear this secret to my grave.
Hidden in plain sight.
Nov 8, 2013
Nov 8, 2013 at 6:57 PM UTC
We came from the stars, you and I,
And fell to earth as angels do;
What makes a man and makes an angel?
This flesh, this bone, these eyes, this mind
All the same, but not the same
though daylight would have them deceived.
There is a secret world beyond the world you can perceive
What makes me see, yet you cannot?
What is there beyond the marble walls,
So real, so easily touchable
A mind’s eye hidden, a mind’s eye exposed
And would anyone ever know?
No.
I play the part all too well
Human sees the monkey, human imitates the monkey
Angel sees the human, angel imitates the human.
I wish that you could see that you are an angel, too.
I wouldn’t have to be so afraid if you knew.
Wouldn’t have to hide my face
No fear of death, no fear for the safety of my kind.
But you do not.
Please, awake,
else I must bear this secret to my grave.
Hidden in plain sight.
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