The eternal flame, which lights their eyes,
Flickers to dark as they fall from the skies
Cloud Nine is dreamy, but none stay long
Dreams are for the lucky, and we don’t belong
So it’s back to below, with the turmoil and tears,
Where wrinkles and greys are a sign of the years
We could live forever, but we wouldn’t dare
We’ve fallen from heaven. Why would we stay here?
But there’s a power to behold, which lights us inside
We’re not to be trifled with. Don’t push us aside.
Though we’re not fit for heaven, you’ll still watch us in awe
Soon enough you’ll see, we’re nothing short of gods.