
Angels cheering out to me,
As I lay back in my womb.
Demons leering out at me,
As I lay back in my tomb.
Dreaming, hoping, dying for,
A new lease of life.
Cuz my present has been,
Minced by the jeering knife.
Oh! the past that's past,
Swept away by the time.
Never been roses all the way,
have been white lilies too.
Learning, thinking, picking up,
the pieces, which I'd left,
Don't know where I'd abandoned them,
but, trying to go back with deft.