oh boy made of fire
is it pretty up there
did the clouds move for you?
did the angels sing of your sadness?
mouths agape at the sight of a child so fragile and so tortured and so young,so young
you were made to be with the stars,boy
but why so soon?
live & die tragically
oh boy made of fire
is it pretty up there
did the clouds move for you?
did the angels sing of your sadness?
mouths agape at the sight of a child so fragile and so tortured and so young,so young
you were made to be with the stars,boy
but why so soon?