"Pieces of us die everyday. As though our flesh were hell. Such an injustice, as children we are told that from god we fell. Where are my angels? Where's my golden one?"This stanza..... what guilt and freedom it must release. I love this song, its religious, but its not.... kinda like me..... and this line "Where's my hope now that my heros are gone? Some are being beaten Some are being Born and Some can't tell the Difference any more" That just broke me. I swear, I have never been so affected by a single thought than that one......
"Pieces of us die everyday. As though our flesh were hell. Such an injustice, as children we are told that from god we fell. Where are my angels? Where's my golden one?"This stanza..... what guilt and freedom it must release. I love this song, its religious, but its not.... kinda like me..... and this line "Where's my hope now that my heros are gone? Some are being beaten Some are being Born and Some can't tell the Difference any more" That just broke me. I swear, I have never been so affected by a single thought than that one......
utushushi.....beautiful