Fallen
One silent night an angel fell from the sky
And no one turned to see which angel was he
His wings became undone, feathers glistened in the sun
And yet no one heard the sound, of an angel hitting the ground
No one turned to look, though both heaven and earth shook
And no one had turned to see, then what had become of he.
No one seem to pay mind, and a corpse did none find.
How could none hear the sound of an angel hitting the ground?
And no one turned to see which angel was he
His wings became undone, feathers glistened in the sun
And yet no one heard the sound, of an angel hitting the ground
No one turned to look, though both heaven and earth shook
And no one had turned to see, then what had become of he.
No one seem to pay mind, and a corpse did none find.
How could none hear the sound of an angel hitting the ground?