The Angel Song

Fallen angel, ripped and bruised Think on better days Life is rude, treats you bad Tears your wings away Raise your eyes, to star and sky Believe in fly aways Take your dreams, your broken schemes And sweep the past away Fly, lonely angel High above these streets of fire fly, lonely angel Far away from mad desire Hollywood ain't paved with gold It's just a trick of light Sunset falls on stars of old And blinds you with its light A spider's web of tangled lives Lays stretched across the hills From distances it's glistening Llike El Dorado's halls Fly, lonely angel High above these streets of fire Fly, lonely angel Leave behind the mad desire The dream was light, and fragrant nights But how were you to know? The streets are hard, they're mean and scarred Where only fools find gold Fly, lonely angel High above these streets of fire Fly, lonely angel Leave behind the mad desire Fly, lonely angel Spread your wings another way Fly, lonely angel Find a better way a better day