I thought I saw the end because the sun felt so close,
But in a tragic glance it was far away but still remote,
If I could kiss the feet of angels
I would scorch my lips with the warmth of their light,
The embers of my lips would never close,
Burning for today and long into the night,
I heard the song from the angels,
I swear I knew everywore,
But within all of the silence,
After it all I am still sure of what I heard.