Fragments of my life are slipping through time
In washed out memories I just can't seem to find

It seems I break all my fragile dreams
When I call the angel into me
So what have I done? What have I done?
Have I made you proud or have I driven you away?

Her eyes are complicated Silently she slips away,
And in her wake I find a cascade of regret
All that I believe in, the anchors in my heart,
Cannot be for nothing But we still stand apart
In silence

It seems I break All my fragile dreams
When I call The Angels back to me
So what have I done? What have I done?
When time has claimed my fire and left me in Exile

Shadows cross in essence as part of what I am,
When you try to see the Angel Standing like a man
Paper hearts and faded pictures that we cherish
All the while, and guard of distant forests,
Raining tears placed in Exile

What have I done? Who have I become?
Though these words may come alive
Poets and prophets die

God are you sleeping?
God are you dreaming?
Are you watching me tonight?
Finding tears to mark the time?

God are you sleeping?
God are you dreaming?
Are you crying for my life?
Falling Angels in Exile

God are you sleeping?
Never give up
God are you dreaming?
Never give in
There is fight within
Do you hear me in the dark?

God are you sleeping?
Never give up
God are you dreaming?
Never give in
There is fight within
And I long to see your smile

What have I done? Who have I become?
Though these words may come alive
Poets and prophets
Die

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