Disconnected angel from the heavens above
Life of air and water flowing from a crevice
Unable to be heard
Seen everywhere
By everyone
Perceived as if a misty dew above
Or a candle in the dark

I do not wish to pull away from my infinity
I see the world go round and feel its perfect agony
There is no-one there is nothing it was all made for me
And I cannot be sacrificed and I'll always be free

Floating up
And down
Like a bird
Like a cloud
And I go around
And don't make a sound

I am a shadow of a shell
I am a ghost
Can you tell?
It is the least that I could do
Building a galaxy for you

-A