Give me a bit of time to get this right
I find myself so frozen into place
I thought you said was I not you who’d chase
Or breath the chilly air in devil’s fright
I’ll search the world for angels in the light
Inside a junkyard full of gems and lace
I ask only for a relief’s embrace
I thought you said that knowledge wasn’t might
Yet, I live and breathe, thus I must find a way
Remind us all that still we need to walk
And though I see this will continue more
I know the stars will live beyond the grey
And if you must continue on this squawk
Know that the angels only hear my roar