until birth
she was just a vision of
infinite purity
but every step further
into this world
subtracts a piece of her
divinity
the moment cotton touched her skin
we lost a piece of her
this human vortex she fell in
she'll soon forget
just like each one of us did
i see conditions setting in
she's got a name and she's got skin
a voice to hear, a hand to hold
now she's looking us in the eye
instead of the soul
your mother was a wonder don't you know
to pass your soul right through her
and let it got
and i wonder if i'll ever see those
hidden parts of you
but i guess we can't have our God
and feed her too
back to the start of it all
i watch while the angel falls
ignorant to her call
i watch while the angel falls
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