The Angel with Scabbed Wings (Part 3)

by Cantchangeme   Oct 21, 2020


Sit down down next to me
My angel with scabbed wings
The time has now come
To put to bed all that stings
Take back your harp
I couldn’t mend its broken strings
I was never one for fixing
Just breaking perfect things

My back is broke
I know that my time is through
Not all that thankful
But I’m hear to say thank you
I was left for dead
You pulled me out of the blue
Your broken halo
For so long was my halo too

Too tired to care
To feel the rush of air
No risk in regretting
No sense in forgetting
For all I’ve done and know
I know it’s time to go

Sit down next to me
My beautiful angel don’t weep
For what we’ve sewn
In slumber one day we must reap
Lend me your hand
Sing me a song heavenly deep
Whilst you fly divine
I shall lay here and I shall sleep

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