You told me I could fly With these wings of glass I aimed for heaven in these skies And as I spread these wings They mirrored how you desperately Wanted me to succeed. Leaving a heaven in disguise, Where you were always stood right next to me. You should have known These wings are sharp. You should have known How they’d cut you up. I should have stepped away from you, But couldn’t. We should have never dreamed, That I would fly. These wings were too heavy for me anyway, Who can fly with wings of glass? These wings are blood-covered dreams, Who can dream in stains of blood? We chased dreams as blind fools, Forgetting what it means to dream. It means something is giving you hope, That was you, and I cut you up. ---- Dreams will cost you, don't forget the dreams you're living.
Your face is something blank, Are you hoping to be painted An expression by someone Who’s somehow less lost as we are. I am awake and feeling sleepy, I’m alive but feeling drained, Dreams I had were proven worthless, Now I’m just living by the day. I feel satisfied and peaceful, That took me all the strength I had. It felt horrible when emptied, From all the hopes and dreams I had. All the values that you pursue and all the people that you love They’re needed as foundations, but when their grounds shake, all is lost. Your face is much like mine, Both our grounds shake, crammed with vultures, Our dreams will fall one at a time, Until they’ve all gone down in ruptures. All we want is everything, What we need is satisfaction. If you’re at peace with this nothing, Then you’ll be in power, like I am.
Was it always ther That look in your eyes The smile on your face The way you’re amazed By the smallest things Surrounding you You understand beauty Don’t you? Can you teach me Can you make me feel So alive and real? Can you teach me Can you make me see The wonders of life and it's beauty, How could I’ve missed All the small things That make you remember What life really is. To breathe cold air Touch melting snow To watch leaves fall And your smile come and go Can you teach me Can you make me feel So alive and real? Can you teach me Can you make me see The wonders of life and it's beauty, As I speak your name It becomes the past As I hold your hand I understand This is what its all about Your hand in mine we will grow old Watching that around us go, and be In respect for all it’s beauty. The way time flows through Increases the value Of all your surroundings It lives and it leaves And don’t you loose hold of it Don’t you forget How you are as those things Temporary and breathing. --- Simplicity is underrated, and what's usually deemed simple and normal becomes special if you look at it from another point of view
This is the curse of all angels As a mere puppet of your god, She can’t be seen as more than a symbol Of purity of no avail. As a pointless but beautiful thought. She’s powerlessly in between The arbitrary might of Him, Combined with ticking time. And shielding those under her wings, From horrors of reality. Still through her feathers will shine truth. Pessimism will make her see She’s incapable of saving you, From the horrors that will be. The pointless fight will drain her faith. Will rip her wings and halo. In her fall, her last hope fades, And we lost another angel. --- About good intentions and a good heart in a world with too much flaws and a harsh reality