I never thought about mythical beings as being anything but legend
I fought past my imagination long ago
And let childish dreams die
I looked at faeries and imps, goddesses and sprites
Nothing but words on paper
Ink in a drawing
Imagination run wild.
I never believed in god,
Far too large a mission for one omnipotent being.
When I heard you laugh,
I thought only of how an angel might do the same.
Brighter days, better life,
Until you became a myth, too.