I flew up high towards heaven
On what I thought were Angel’s wings.
The reverent light was oh so bright,
That my wings began to burn and singe.
I carried on regardless,
I thought I had Angel’s wings.
I was so close to perfection,
I could hear the heavenly chorus sing.
But you’re not allowed into the light
If you only think you have Angel’s wings.
And as they burnt to ashes,
I failed on to paradise to cling.
So down I plummeted to the ground,
No longer with Angel’s wings.
Just two burnt stumps on my back,
Never again to go soaring.