Sweet Angeline

Oh Angeline, I love you, your mouth is like a sting and when I close my eyes each night, I often hear you sing Imagination's hidden book, you wrote it on the wing And when I vowed to comfort you, well you swallowed everything Angeline, oh my Angeline My Sweet Angeline - you have rendered me unseen I would cry a million smiles for my Indian City queen Well your body it is broken in so many different ways And when I stoop to find your head, well it disappeared in haze. your blood flows like the finest juice - the kiss of burgundy and where it comes from no one knows, but where it's going I can't see Angeline, oh my Angeline My Sweet Angeline - (y'know) you have rendered me unseen I would cry a million smiles for my Indian City queen Angeline, oh my Angeline You little Angeline - you have rendered me unseen I would cry a million smiles for my Indian City queen And your crystal-coloured cardboard bins - attack me from the paint and I think that I am getting lost among the swollen states oh rescue me or bury me, for I care not what you do there is just one thing that I want to say am I really you Angeline, oh my Angeline My Sweet Angeline - you have rendered me unseen I would cry a million smiles for my Indian City queen