Forgotten

I watch the world turn time and time again,
Turning without me, long left me behind
I am the shadow that you can sometimes see,
No one cares or remembers me,

I am an angel but in shadow,
flying over valleys and meadows,
At the same time sitting alone,
on a dusty street I've never known,

I watch over many souls,
And some of them see me in my worlds,
There are some who are guarding me,
And I will guard them in reality.

It's thanks to many of them that I'm still in time,
Each a favour I will grant inline,
For each of them I would gladly die,
Without hesitation or even a sigh.