This was a rewrite of a song for some music we're working on at the moment.
Basically I love the idea of these lyrics, really and truly.
This version is unfortunately much too long to work with the actual song but I'm still proud of it.
Please give me feedback.
I especially want to know if people can find themselves relating to these lyrics as this was what I wanted to ahieve within the song.
Young Angels
Scabby knees and toothy grins,
Playing catch, running to win,
No challenge too big or small,
Climb the tree, try not to fall.
Giggles filled the enchanted air,
All without worry or care,
Joy filled the whole of my heart,
Nothing could tear friends apart.
Chorus...
Memories fade away,
Young angels turn to clay,
The magic has now all gone,
All these things we've come from.
Dear land of sweet innocence,
Nobody cared much for sense,
Power to run wild and free,
But none of us seemed to see...
The future it came oh so fast,
Nothing ever seems to last,
Pretty faeries and make-believe,
Nothing left but stricken grief.
*Chorus*
Falling down and dressing up,
Our small world without hiccup,
Life so pretty, pleasant, pure,
Never was prepared to mature.
Dasha
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