An Angel’s Song

”Broken wings, feathers fall to the ground

Voiceless cry through the darkest night

I call you now – the calls silent sound

Echoes alone and past fills my sight

I see the candle shining so bright

Through the window I see the black sky

I hear your voice, under the moonlight

Telling how your love’ll make me fly

I remember the roses you gave to me

The black roses, heralding what was to come soon

In the light of the candles they were dark to see

But you gave them, you gave them under the moon

And silver moon was on the sky

You gave me a bouquet of black roses

Promising our love to last

But the roses sang of how it would end soon…

I saw a white bird flying to me

And I knew it was a form of an angel

From you it was coming, hurrying to me

To bring the message of sorrow and anger

To me the bird sang an angel’s song

The song so sweet, but sad and wistful

And I cried as I listened that sad song

I cried for I knew it’s meaning so mournful

Oh, those black roses

Alone now in my window

Dying roses, falling star

Hopes we shall never fail…

And now as I sit in the candle light

And recall all those moments we had

I watch those flowers you gave to me that night

And the roses remind me of the song so sad

Like a flame unbreathing

Like a wave on the sea

Like an angel without wings so white

Like an eagle soaring high

That’s what you are to me

That’s what you’ll be

That is what I reached towards

And always wished to have…”

(By: Wyrd)