My angels fell from the sky one day.
They told me who I was,
They taught me to think of the world as more than just a space a puzzle to solve because
We need reality to set in some day, to tell us what to think, do, act.
Because if you don’t then your whole life around you will slowly but surely certainly collapse.
My angels told me what part I played and it chills me to the heart because your world can collapse in a single day, become a piece of modern art,
Now your life might be a symphony to listen to a door that just stays shut  
A stolen purse a witch's curse can be real in your mind but that doesn’t mean that they exist, Just like you and me.
My angels tell me to ignore this but my demons make me see