i believe that when we're born,
when our souls are created by the universe,
we have beautiful, elegant wings,
and we're all beautiful and elegant things.

as we slowly fall to the earth,
little pieces of them are stripped away,
feather by feather until their gone
and what we start with is only what we have on.

every year we grow older
a piece of what we once had
begins to be replaced.
those little pieces of us are no longer erased.

don't get all your pieces,
everything is happening too fast.
don't put your wings back on,
none of us are ready for you to be gone.