If only crying didn't make me feel better,
And these promises burnt into my heart could be kept,
I would be somewhere sunshine ruled the order of things,
All good and evil.
Perhaps then I would be happy,
With no scars to hide and no tears to wipe,
Amongst an eternal bliss of that world,
I would begin to live again.
And I know even now that that's the place I would find you.
What a sight we would be.
Two angels ascending at last,
To the thrones we had lost.
If only I could tell the truth and hold back sadness and be a little less selfish.
But fallen out of grace,
I cannot yet embrace
You or the glory of heaven.
And thus I am forever human.
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