I can’t feel my hands

It’s cold up here

My wings intact

I’m falling fast

on and on

What is this land

Does it bare freedom

Or will your hands still hold down

This weight I feel

Don’t stand a chance to limbs like yours

I swear

This air ain’t the same as it used to be

On and on and on and on

I keep falling and failing

On and on and on and on

My space isn’t meant for you and me

Our soil can’t hold us anymore

And these rocks are to hard to land on

But I’ll be

Oh I’ll be

A fairy from a fairy tale

I’ll be

A groom to you

A married man

With a ring

Shines like flames

And a heart that is still

Full of pain