Used to think about what I would grow up to be. Good or bad, right or wrong, it was no harm to me. Was a time in my life when I wish I'd have known. You can't gamble with fate, you might end up alone.
The mist of time is still concealing. The vision that I seek. Those who died have all borne witness. If only they would speak. . Now and then we've all been given.
I still believe in what you say. I still believe that it could work ok. But love is just another game you play. You'll never change your mind. You exist so free and clear.
Angels have fallen, fallen from heaven, where did they go. No one could save them no one forgave them their chance to know. When I hear them below I think how it is to be weary.