An Angels Cry
Sad to say, we lost our ways,
as we sway, far away, from our 'baby days'.
its when our walls turned to gray,
and we became the biggest cliches, and fell,
so to tell,
how we spent late nights in hell,
that 'once upon a time' caught us in a spell,
that we would expell through symphonies.
my knees, please,