Little angel, your clothes are unclean and
torn by the shoulder and elbows and knees.
When did you ever lose track of your hopes
and fall deeper and deeper into a hole
Oh don‘t get me wrong,
it‘s not over for you
any more than (that) I still have a
chance of becoming an astronaut
I know what you might have been,
you know it best,
but you smile to the world and
say this is it.
We can never be sure anyway,
so just smile if you can,
say rock bottom is
far, far away.
Oh I hope it‘s not true
that it‘s over for you.
I even believe that
I can still be an astronaut
I can not help but compare to you
While you do all you‘re meant to do
But I hope that you see that you‘re greater than
All your ambitions combined today.
Your angles have still not forsaken you
All of your sins are objective to
Those who will judge you in the end
Who really knows if they‘re real.
If they‘re real!
Far from the best,
from the middle, the rest
But you walk (un)til you‘re gone
You‘ll be far from our thoughts
You can‘t say what you did,
all the thoughts that you hid
With nothing to lose
you‘ve got so much to gain
Enough has been said
about the life that you had,
All alone in your head
you never can be an astronaut.
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