Wind cannot shatter your tree of glass

Wind cannot shatter your tree of glass Your performance of involvement pushes you afar A moon can shine with euphoric light It shines and tries to avoid its dark side But you stand, shifting, alive and in place Your hands steady Shakes buried Somewhere not today. Your breath a sign of angels Your soul not out of place A beauty in your angles And not a line of hate You chose this path Here not tomorrow Not to live in the past To be chained by a sorrow. It’s a beauty this distress To be chained as the best A wish became a lie or hope Until you found you were far from home This feeling to belong In the sleeves of an angel Took and killed the parts of you Until your wish became true All that's lefts a husk of memory Made into human by hopes of divinity Is it too late to regret Changing what was said A choice spoken to a soul of glass To be changed and be made into a tree of man Now all that's left Is the choice of man But you think you might like to change one instead.