The Living, The Afterlife, The Patience

She was more than an angel dancing in a moonlit hallway with demons on her side. Watching her, trying to collapse her. Trees bow to her in the wind as she waltz's right on by. Smiling and wishing for a better ending. Diamonds never sparkled like this, they never smile like this. As fields of gold shine like a star in the middle of the night. It's a map for me to know, for me to know where shes at. Wherever she goes I'll follow without trapping my heart in a lifeless cage. I'll dance with her all the rage away until the night becomes old and grey. She gave birth to me, for now I am saved. I believe in Jesus because she didn't die. No, she just sacrificed her life.