We complain about the burdens we carry
And the everyday struggles we must face.
We think we're the only ones fighting,
But there are so many battles we haven't seen
Thanks to the angels that protect us
Through our day and in our sleep.
That have been fighting our foes
Before our hearts could
Love
And our eyes could
See.
Before our feet felt the
Earth
And our lungs first welcomed
Air,
They stood tall, swords in hand,
Defeating the demons
That threatened to plague our innocence.
The next time you must pick up your sword
And put up your shield,
Be grateful,
For we'd have so many more to fight
Had it not been for the angels
On the battle line.
