There are years to go before the storm
That will tell if I lost or won
Craving what only dreams can give
We are monsters, we shouldn't live

The angels' sadness live inside
The sickness of a lonely child
These eyes are mirrors that never glow
Moving in the dark down below

A thousand mourning days later
When will stone turn into paper
Blessed be the day the journey ends
Reveal so many wounds to mend

You'll find me when the world begins
With just a smile you will break in
It is a song as old as time
And we were born to find a rhyme

I have a duty to my kind
To always try and learn to fly
But here on the ground I am proud
To pay attention to the clouds