They tell me that I have fallen,
They tell me that it would be hard for me to get up now.
They tell me that I have fallen,
But I’ll get up soon; strong and rejuvenated….I avow.
They tell me I won’t be able to make it through,
Past the hail, the storm and the snow….
They say that I’ll have to suffer a haven of torments,
Before I could have my heart mended.
But why do they discourage me when I’m ready to get up and move on?
Why do they try to hold me back and chain me down….? Why can’t they let me move on???
Even if the fallen angels get another chance to get back to heaven,
Even if they get one more chance to get back their wings and evade the word “Fallen”….
Then why can’t I just get back to myself and not be fallen anymore….
Just getting back to being me and not be lonely anymore….
They tell me that I have fallen,
They tell me that it would be hard for me to get up now.
They tell me that I have fallen,
But I’ll get up soon; strong and rejuvenated….I avow.
They tell me I won’t be able to make it through,
Past the hail, the storm and the snow….
I don’t wanna be fallen anymore…
I don’t want them to call me fallen anymore…
‘Cause I have found my wings back and I can fly again,
Past the hail, the storm, the snow and the rain…..
Yes, I’m not fallen anymore; I have been emancipated….
No chains, no sorrows, no pasts and no torments….
To hold me back to the ground and name me fallen….
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