Those who live good on earth. Become an angel after their death. A look at the sky and you ask. Why we can't see them. First when the clouds go to sleep. They can see us in the sky. We have fear and are alone. God knows I don't want to be an angel. They live in the sunshine. Apart from us and endless far away. They have to attach them to a star (not a party/not much fun). So they wont fall out of the sky. First when the clouds go to sleep. They can see us in the sky. We have fear and are alone. God knows I don't want to be an angel. God knows I don't want to be an angel. God knows I don't want to be an angel. First when the clouds go to sleep. They can see us in the sky. We have fear and are alone. God knows I don't want to be an angel. God knows I don't want to be an angel. God knows I don't want to be an angel.