star from dimensions afar Dusk and dawn you merge Waters are deep where lost feelings sleep You are the end of my search You are my angel... The
dawn you merge Waters are deep where lost feelings sleep You are the end of my search You are my angel... The tide it did turn Every angel must
I see so many golden women When they walk their feet, don't touch the ground How I want, how I want to deserve you But me, I'm always out of rhythm My
There's an angel in the sky watchin? over me There's an angel in the sky watchin? over me They say it's always darkest before the dawn And that you don
Man with the 7 crowns on his dome was near Feet walked over rose petals, song from the ghetto Face froze in gold like the pharaoh A dawn in glory, robe
a merry-go-round in a fair We would dance cheek to cheek And a nightingale sang in berkeley square The dawn came staeling up All gold and blue To interrupt
In the early dawn a stallion white Prances the hills in the morning light His bridle is painted with thunder and gold Orchids and dragons, pale knights
Of war and peace the truth just twists Its curfew gull it glides Upon four-legged forest clouds The cowboy angel rides With his candle lit into the sun
Rings of Fortune in my way I've motorcycled the King's Highway I sailed on a ship on the Spanish galleon I'm the Angel of the Black Medallion Peter
oh Sweet angel girl I need you now locked around me like a burning house Till dawn Till dawn oh * *Repeat Till dawn t-t-till dawn Till dawn t-t-till dawn
and graces should vacate their places for the qualities you lack. Though empty vessels made most sound--not one wise word was said, Vainglory hunters seek their prey where angels
I live just the way I want to and that's the way I should October's leaves were dancing 'round like angels dressed in robes of Red and Gold but November
turkey that you know will fold You may be stranded out in the cold Still you wouldn't change it for a sack of gold Let's go on with the show The butcher
I've traveled this whole world over and now I'm goin' down to the rainbow's end From twilight till dawn trudging on and on on my way to the rainbow's
I see so many golden women When they walk Their feet don't touch the ground How I want How I want I would die for you If I could be your angel
unholy crimson rains from the darkest depths of hell fall into this wretched dungeon where god's first angel fell the rats feeding on the corpses ignore
's an old gearjammer putting down his last hammer, headed straight for that slammer or a hole in the ground. If Smokey should miss him or an angel don
