Flights of Angels

We walk the world with our souls misguided Another day in which we live divided Only the spectres of the past remain To help us cope with isolation and pain Rage manifesting as an act of grief But only in the end will you find relief These flights of angels taking shape and form Finding your comfort becoming the norm I don't know all these spirits, but I wish them the best from beyond The void of wandering souls Drenched in beauty, I hardly knew ye They may be gone, but we still carry their burden Though the pressure makes it hard to get a word in We try to ease our minds and accept the deal Never even knowing what truly is real Photos containing the last few remnants Memories of which we've become dependent These flights of angels guiding every action To form the path and help us gain some traction I don't know all these spirits, but I wish them the best from beyond The void of wandering souls Drenched in beauty, I hardly knew ye They may be gone, but we still carry their burden They may be gone, but we still carry their burden I don't know all these spirits, but I wish them the best from beyond The void of wandering souls Drenched in beauty, I hardly knew ye I don't know all these spirits, but I wish them the best from beyond The void of wandering souls Drenched in beauty, I hardly knew ye