3 March 2013
(Half rushed - may rewrite when I get in ☺)
They see me in the moonlight They see me in the sun I scare them at twilight But my job is never done
They see me by the graves now They see me, I'm so old I will soon spread my wings somehow And fly away from this cold
I am the angel The one that looks over you I look over all the graves It's just something that I do
Feeling rusty and old now I want to spread my wings I'd love to know how I want to get out and do things
At the graveyard I'm the angel Never am I to leave When I fall in love with things
'Cos I calm dead when I sing
The Angel • Opuss № I