"It's an angel with big white wings!"
Instead of trying to fix the goddess' creation, that person had instead sold it off to the underground Household of Hedone, the goddess of pleasure.
I look up and smile softly, a golden tear streaking down my face before my body fades away and my stardust dissipates. I am whisked away on a quick journey and brought back together in a new form.
So what's wrong with taking the back streets?
So what's wrong with taking the back streets?
So much to do, so much to see
Well the years start coming and they don't stop coming
Hey now, you're an all-star, get your game on, go play
Only shooting stars break the mold
Somebody once asked could I spare some change for gas?
Well, the years start coming and they don't stop coming
I said yep what a concept