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Angel And Me



I knock the telephone from the table

                  And the room starts to purr.

I splash the contents from a drawer,

A photo, mid-air,

                  Starts to twirl,

                                    It falls – 



Why do you always cry when you come to see me?

I always die to see you smile.

You see, I have a secret – 

That’s why I always smile.



Yes I know the window’s dirty,

And I’ve noticed that all the plants are dead.

Why don’t you ever hear a single word I say?

I’ve been trying to tell you

                  She’s on her way – 

Angel!



I want to introduce you to someone

                  You’ve never met before – 

As you can see she’s very special to me.



She stretches the skin of her silvery wings,

Puts her hands through the bars to me.

She steps through the wall

                  As if it’s a door

And I rise from the floor

                  As I did before.



I knock the ’phone from the table

                  And the room starts purring,

I smash the contents from a drawer

And a photo starts twirling

It’s the angel,

It’s the angel,

It’s the angel and me.



I push the blade to your eye,

Break the bars,

Watch you cry,

Set myself free – 

It’s the angel and me,

                  And me.



I run in the wind,

I run to the river,

There’s blood on me,

It’s your memory.



It’s the smile of

It’s the smile of

It’s the smile of

                  insanity.



You fall to the floor

                  As my fist hits your jaw

But I don’t cry

                  I don’t cry

                  I don’t cry

                  I don’t care.



Get your hands off me,

Get your hands off me,

Get your hands off me,

                  Can’t you see?

                  She’s come for me.



It’s the angel,

It’s the angel,

It’s the angel and me.



It’s the angel,

It’s the angel,

It’s the angel and me.



It’s the angel,

It’s the angel,

It’s the angel and me...


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