how could this have happened
never stood the breeze
running through the branches
still hiding in the trees
my archangel and me
never named twice
parters with the darkness
hangin with the light
windy days are coming
leaving me behind
my black bird is falling
from the great divine
Its already gone
like leaves from the trees
a great storm has taken
my hopes with the keys
to my life
never said it twice
my archangel and me
nameless as grey
shadows on pavement
as the walkways
down to the dawn
falling down
Where are you black wings
perching on the grave
nothing on your mind
nothing left to say
fallen all over
stuck till the sun rises
take us away
the wind will come
^^^^