sleeping beneath the angels all alone
eyes peer up to heaven,wondering when
I'm going home
I've done all I could with this thing
they call a gift
what's left to do when all you do is live

I've seen the dreams of the dead through my eyes
felt the walls of purgatory there in the dead of night
Once had such faith in myself,it could have given me wings to fly
but only to awake with empty hands..time after time



It's a cold and lonely world..but the skies don't look so blue..
there's a place where angels and eagles fly..someday your darkened eyes will take you to..Dream all you can because it's the key to magic doors..
heaven awaits you my friend,even from a broken floor

Enlightening...