As paths collide, out mental whiskers connect
We both fled the angels and the doom in their wake
With nowhere to hide, nowhere to run
Our differences aside, we can’t help moving forward
Slowly we drift towards each other, we share our fears
We face the other, eyes locked in their equal
Meanwhile the angels leave trails of ash
Closing in, ever circling, they’ll reach us
With wings of our own, we could escape
The forests engulfed by the fire from above
No storm ends their searching flight
But we both decided, to peel our wings off
There are those who guide the angels
Those who dare not take the skies themselves
And in the moment, the heavens are open
We have only ourselves and the little path we stand
As the crowds cheer for more angels to fly
The flames by our feet cannot match the heat in our hearts
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