You believed in movements none could see.
you believed in me.
A passionate spirit.
Uncompromised.
Boundless and open.
A light in your eyes.
Then immobilized.
Broken.
Fell at the hands
of those movements that I wouldn't see.
yet it was you who prayed for me.
So what have I done to be son to an angel?
What have I done To be worthy?
Daylight dims leaving cold fluorescents.
Difficult to see you in this light
Please forgive this selfish question, but...
What am I to say to all these ghouls tonight?
"She never told a lie.
Well, might of told a lie, but never lived one."
"Didn't have a life, didn't have a life, but surely saved one."
See? I'm alright.
Now it's Time for us to let you go.