Downstairs

I heard the strangest voice,
Of sighing down below
I opened up my eyes, what was it
I don't know

From far out it came out,
I knew it was alive, or was it in my dreams
Another story died..

I went down the stairs, everything was dark
And on the last one sat, an angel torn apart

I tried to call it but
The crying was too loud
My wings are falling out, i am falling all apart
There is no more room to fly, and i can't even die.