Angels build the bridge. Angels save the fall. Angels make a way for each of us to cross. Angels sound the heart to everyone that hears. I see an angel shining like the stars.

Echoes of the heart. A soft, warm embrace captures the beauty in neither time or space. Uplifting those around us in unfamiliar places. They hold the key of grace and truth and sober recollections of how it should be. Hell yeah - I said hell yeah.

It's unspoken truth. They reside in me and you. Angels cross our shores to bring us closer. And when I start to fall, I start to feel your heart. I see your angel face. It comes to me in awe.