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There's an angel at the window gazing out the glass captured by her memories shattered by her past There's an angel at the window trapped in the pain of glass hiding in her crystal dreams drinking smoke from a tube of glass Once she had a little girl blonde hair in a satin dress named her the queen of angels lost in her last arrest Tears keep running down her cheek can't seem to stop that flow of the way her life keeps going or the decisions she has sown. There's an angel at the window trapped in the pain of glass hiding in her crystal dreams drinking smoke from a tube of glass There's a shadow at her shoulder whispers in her ear making all his promises of an end to angel tears But every time she listens to the promises he makes she finds she's lost a little more of the life he always takes. |
There's an angel at the window trapped in the pain of glass hiding in her crystal dreams drinking smoke from a tube of glass Last night was really bad the kind that makes flesh crawl saying they've finally found her screamed, "they're coming through the walls." She says that she just needs some time to find her way to go but all she does is sit and talk to the faces all alone There's an angel at the window gazing out the glass captured by her memories shattered by her past There's an angel at the window trapped in the pain of glass hiding in her crystal dreams drinking smoke from a tube of glass hiding in her crystal dreams drinking smoke from a tube of glass diarmid |