Fallen people are the common ground, Relentless pursuits of no avail, Desperate illusions of a promised land, Flaying limbs no hands that join, No hope no help no heaven; Falling people screaming without a sound.
Living in a broken reality Hoping things will change They might But not the way I want Things just slip by Right through my fingers Like sand from a beach It drifts down and blows away You can’t find it again But you can see it pile up With the rest of your mistakes And flaws Praying it won’t become a mountain That will crush you when it gets too high But you can feel it swallowing your legs already My life fell apart so quickly.
Long ago, when earth was clean and silver bright an angel fell, compelled by vast eternal might beyond all time through endless night so brightly starred his wings aflame his halo charred remembering beauty through his tears to see him through in later years
You pushed her so hard, to fly as high as she could. As high as the mountains, as high as the stars. You pushed her so hard, though she can't, till she fell and broke her wings. Now, her broken wings could never fly, can't even reach the tree, she always dreamt to be.