I think I found you between the clouds and underneath the stars.
I thought I found out how rainbows formed in the sky and how the stars shine at night.
I found value in your smile, white pearls with the tax of an arrow through my heart.
The payment was falling back to earth along with this memory of you.
I thought you were joking and you'd never let me slip.
I woke up back again in a place I didn't miss.
I thought I fell for an angel up in the sky,
But then again I have really sore eyes.

if you had never fallen from heaven, i would not have loved those broken wings. if your blood did not trail into my house, you would not lay on my couch as i wrapped you up. i've heard heaven is lovely, free of pain and brokenness — but when you are whole, you do not need someone to complete you. no one looks after you, or asks you how you are. but there is only so long i can tend to your wounds. so why, after all these years, do you not spread your wings to fly? did you really fall from heaven, or did you jump?

As a star goes
Super nova
There emerges two wings of
A butterfly
That is the creator
Hoping
To make some art.

There was a time when days were short...
When I felt like dirt...
It was not good and not bad...
Until I met a nice lad...
He gave me friendship when I needed it most...
When I felt like an invisible ghost...
He made me feel real again...
He was sunshine in the middle of rain...
But then the days of happiness came to an end...
My straight future bent...
I had to say goodbye...
And it hurts because I know why...
I admit that I was wrong about half of the things...
It feels like I broke one of my wings...
I know I will heal again...
I just don't know when...

I am still standing on two feet...
I'm starting to put on the heat...
I'm planning to fly high...
Into the night sky...
No one will reach me...
I will look around and I will see...
I will forget all the bad things...
And I will fly on my own two wings...
Up in the air, I can laugh into the wind...
I will leave my sorrows behind...
No heavy rock on my back...
No more things which I lack...
Some people won't notice that I'm not there...
Some people might see that I'm not to be found anywhere...
But I can't really care...
Because I'm here...

I'll take you under my wings.
Feel my feathers on every
piece of your skin.
Feel the wind caressing through your hair.
Leave your worries behind.
Feel the peace in your mind.
Feel the love flowing through your veins.
Free yourself from these chains.
I will support you in everything you do.
I give all my love to you.

I have wings and I can fly away,
But hey, that's a petty white lie,
Cuz if it were true, I wont be here today,
Enduring the hurt and the lie...

So here I am stranded,
Held down by chains of dread,
I have wings and I can fly away,
But you might as well call me disabled.

Cuz its a petty white lie,
And God knows I can't get away.