Every Fallen Feather

My angel didn't fall, she landed In spite of what the guards commanded And she nourished my eyes Wearing only her wings And we stayed up all night Doing heavenly things She told me they would come to find her There wasn’t any way to hide her But I bolted the doors Like the fool that I am And I cried in her arms "I'm only a man." She replied "That might be true But I think much more of you." So for seven days, I walked beside her And for seven nights, I slept inside her But I woke on the eighth With a cold on my skin And a space, in the place, where her face should've been And I knew that they had come to get her So I gathered every fallen feather And she warned me of this But I always refused When she said I’d move on Because that's what men do I replied "That might be true But I think much more of you." And as the years go by I'll be looking to the heavens So I went to search the sky one morning And I saw her on the ground before me With a tear in her eye And a bruise on her chin And a wound on her back Where her wings should've been So I knelt down at her side to touch her And she told me that the fall had crushed her In exchange for her sins I'd be damned for all time So she gave them her wings If it meant I'd get mine So I held her as the sun was rising And I whispered as her heart was fighting "Oh I'll pray for the day that those fools follow through Cause I'll make them all pay for what they’ve done to you." She replied "That might be true But I think much more..."