• And to think I was spending time well, that was just a mistake. I've seen this once before, and I'll refuse to indulge again. They say that every step towards a dream was just drifting from reality. Those words are well spoken. I know, That I can move far and beyond, but I'll still put that face to frame, and set fire 'til it fades. In light of it all, I still feel it lurking, waiting. These walls map out my mind, Flowing across the window, and out to somewhere free. I'll fly with the angels, and I'll fly into the sky. This world can amaze me, this world can break me. And they said I was an angel, and they couldn't be lying, but I'll still be waiting, knowing that I can't be okay.